Time – Women’s Greatest Enemy

For the last couple of years, I have been thinking about “time” and how I spend it. The world seems to keep zipping along. Al Stewart wrote a song “Time Passages”, that continues to bounce around in my head.

Time Passages album by Al Stewart

“It was late in December, the sky turned to snow

All round the day was going down slow

Night like a river beginning to flow

I felt the beat of my mind go

Drifting into time passages

Years go falling in the fading light

Time passages

Buy me a ticket on the last train home tonight

Well I’m not the kind to live in the past

The years run too short and the days too fast

The things you lean on are the things that don’t last

Well it’s just now and then my line gets cast into these

Time passages

There’s something back here that you left behind

Oh time passages

Buy me a ticket on the last train home tonight

Hear the echoes and feel yourself starting to turn

Don’t know why you should feel

That there’s something to learn

It’s just a game that you play

Well the picture is changing

Now you’re part of a crowd

They’re laughing at something

And the music’s loud

A girl comes towards you

You once used to know

You reach out your hand

But you’re all alone, in those

Time passages”

I have been thinking about how we all have the same 24 hours. What is the best use of my time? How do I keep all of the balls in the air? Several businesses. Being creative in clay. A mom. A sister. A daughter. A grandma. A friend. Take care of my home. Yikes!

(Love this picture of my daughter, my mom, me, and my mom’s mother.)

Then, a friend sent me this article, A woman’s greatest enemy, talking about how women throughout history have taken a back seat to their men so that the husband can become artists, composers, scientists, corporate executives, and more. The article got me wondering how many “well known” female ceramic artists never married. Yup, “squirrel”. I began snooping around the web to see what I could learn. Another friend (actually several), has been asking me for a couple of years when am I going to simplify my life. Can you simplify your life? What would you remove?

Enough dawdling, time to get on with my day. Try to do something creative today. C2.

PS. I did find at least one female ceramic artist that remained unmarried: Maija Grotell. Then, told myself, research for another day.

Bowl by Maija Grotell

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