Friday, February 22, 2013
Dear Time Bottles
Dear Time Bottles,
As a child, I've often romanticized the thought of finding one of you--mysterious and alone--drifting onto a sandy shore. I would have loved to find a message or an artifact to keep and to be able to imagine about the sender and his or her intent. Alas, you only came to life in my fictional world of books and movies.
Now, I no longer wish for scribbles of a stranger inside a dirty bottle. Instead, I long for life's Magical Moments to puff out from inside a bottle when I reach for one, as easily as reaching for my favorite bottle of nail lacquer. I want the possibility of bottling up those special moments or things or feelings or sentiments for later use, cuz goodness knows we aren't able to hit "rewind" on Time's One-Way Street or conjure up certain emotions at the ring of a bell or blow of a whistle. So here is my #TopTen list of Time Bottles I would like to make for later use or enjoyment:
10. Cleaning Energy. Remember that bottle of New Year Energy I made from my strange burst of cleaning frenzy from the second day of the new year? Well, I seem to have misplaced it already. I should have made 52 Cleaning Bottles and kept them in a well-lit, easy-to-find place. (Although I think this fight is against my own lazy-ass subconscious here.) #It'sOnlyFebruaryHelpMe
9. Winter Snowflakes. As I sit here in the gray bleakness of winter watching snow fall outside the window onto already dirtied snow, there is nothing I'd want more than the arrival of spring and warmer weather. But I know that these beautiful snowflakes would always be welcomed inside a little bottle in the dead heat of summer. How nice it would be to uncork a Snowflake Bottle and shake out a little sprinkle of snowflakes here and there in 90 degree weather? It would be my own travel-air-conditioner! I know... #TheGrassIsAlwaysGreener
8. Summer Sand. By the same token, some Summer Sand would be nice for about now. I actually have such a Sand-and-Seashells Bottle from last summer's beach trip, but seeing it only makes me miss the sun, wind, and water even more. I guess I'm a warm-weather person after all, so I should just stare at a bottle of sunscreen to deter my longing for the summer outdoors instead. #Sand+Sunscreen=Yuck
7. A Full Night's Sleep. I must admit that I actually experience the wondrous feeling of good sleep nowadays, even if they are far and few between. Those early years of child-rearing were particularly hard since the popular parenting term "sleeping through the night" was completely nonexistent in my life until recently. Parents-to-be, take note: store more Sleep Bottles than you ever think you'll need. Then double that--but you will still run out. (I'm currently working on bottling cases for when the kiddos ask for late curfews in the years to come.) #LearningFromMyMistake
6. Kiddos Belly Laughs. You know those baby laughs that tickle your heart by the earful? The ones you can recreate by burying your nose in baby bellies and delivering the loudest of zerberts? Those high-pitched, staccato hiccup-y laughs that you never tire of experiencing? The ones you wonder if they'll ever run out of breath laughing so hard? Well, I'm just at the cusp of losing this reality, right about now. There is something about the gaining of age and the natural inhibition of continued belly laughs. They still do come along every now and then, but not as often as parents would like. How awesome would these Belly Laugh Bottles be, on a rainy day, a sick day, or a need-a-pick-me-up day? #LaughterMakesTheWorldGoRound
5. Closing the Back Cover of a Book. This exquisite feeling of accomplishment melds beautifully with the act of savoring the elements of a book just after having seen "the entire picture"--especially when it was a really good read. It's the moment when one can revel in casting actors for the characters, fully place oneself in a character's shoes, or simply chew over the words and quotes and feel of the book at last. It's when one fully internalizes thoughts about the read introspectively, privately, and freely. Finish-a-Book Bottles store a phenomenal sensation, and you know exactly what I'm talking about, baby! #BittersweetButSatisfying
4. Falling in Love. The unexpected heart flutters. The delicious anticipation of seeing that special someone. The organic rush of powerful emotions blinding all else. The uncontrollable blushing and downward turn of the eyes. The splendid and electric feel of holding hands for the very first time. The feeling of a good unknown. The moment when you know it's right. Yeah, that feeling I haven't had since I was eighteen. I'm on the other side of it now--still happy--and in a very comfortable place. It's one of my life experiences that I cherish and would love to feel again every once in a while. Falling-in-Love Bottles would be my only chance of experiencing such an old feeling. Or I have to wait a while and live it vicariously when the kiddos #FallTrulyMadlyDeeply.
3. Pregnancy. I truly have bipolar views about this particular event(s) in my life. Being pregnant is one of the most beautiful processes I have personally experienced. To carry another life that you helped create--and feel its movement inside you--is an incredible journey, a tremendous blessing, and a terror in disguise. Beyond the beautiful and amazing, it also does unimaginable things to your body: the pains, the discomforts, the associated medical conditions, the intrusions--not to mention the sacrifices. That's why Pregnancy Bottles would be so awesome. Get a little whiff when one feels all motherly and reproductive, and shove it all back in the bottle once the going gets tough. But the sentiment of being pregnant is so special that I consider it a gift to feel--nowadays--#QuickeningInMyDreams.
2. Writing Mojo. Peaks and valleys--we all go through them. Many lows don't bother me too much, but right now, if I have no writing mojo, my skirt is all in a bundle, I'm discombobutlated, whomperjawed, and just totally out of sorts. I will mope for days. I'm not very pleasant to be around--just ask Dear Husband. He will definitely attest to my "unaffected" status. A basement full of these Writing Mojo Bottles would surely be the Best. Gift. Ever. #EveryWriter'sDream
1. Acts of Kindness. I'd like to think that we are all giving people in our own ways. The gift of kindness is something we strive to teach our children, bestow on others, and keep the production flowing smoothly. But in case of an assembly line jam, wouldn't it be nice to have an endless count of Kindness Bottles for everyone to use? Because in giving to others, we give to ourselves. Even a tiny act of kindness can be monumental to another. It invariably makes the world a better place. #TheGiftThatKeepsOnGiving
And there you have it, Dear Time Bottles. These are my Bottles that are meaningful for me in my life. I think I'll go on my merry way now dreaming about the production of these. If people are still finding messages in bottles, surely a few of these will turn up for me, no?
What are some of your Time Bottles?