Time travel – and living in the present

Now, the other day (I say that because I am way behind on Bloganuary!) the prompt was: “If you could, what year would you time travel to and why?”

Well. I know this is going to sound “mushy,” but I would like to go back to 1981 – the year when I met my husband. Although no year is perfect, this was as close to perfect as it could be – especially as we had both just been through several seriously rocky years, before we met.

This is going to be a very, very short post (probably my shortest ever) because I don’t wish to go into all the details of our lives at the time. You might fall asleep. Suffice it to say that we had a son seven years later, and the following year the three of us came to Jamaica (1988 – the year of Hurricane Gilbert, so I could never say I wanted to go back to that).

The fantastic clicking, whirring time machine in “Dark.”

I love time travel stories. One of my favorites was “Dark” on Netflix – a German series which became gradually more mind-stretching. There was an actual time machine in it. It gave me strange dreams. And yes, it was dark. Complex and multi-layered, it has been described as “sci-fi noir” – a genre I particularly love.

Love across generations…and time. Jonas and Martha in “Dark.”

And yes, it was dark. I admit that I cried at the end.

I would not wish to go through the agonies and struggles (and deep confusion, at times) that the families in “Dark” went through. Time travel does not appeal to me personally. I would like to remain in the present – because as the late Thich Nhat Hanh said:

Only the present moment contains life.

Thich Nhat Hanh calligraphy.

5 thoughts on “Time travel – and living in the present

      1. You’re welcome. Am reading now the ‘theft of sand…’ and am thinking, ‘how can locals just look the other way and act as if they know nothing?’ it hurts to witness the desecration of any area, but especially one that’s special to your family…


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