Welcome to the re-imagined “thirty-seven seconds.” My name is Melissa, and for the past two years I have been casually blogging about little moments with big meaning.
Why, you ask? A message from one of my all-time favorite children’s movies helped provide me with a level of calm and perspective I really needed while working my way through graduate school a few years back. And, according to Strengths theory (and anyone who’s known me for thirty-seven seconds), I’m a Communicator. Sharing my thoughts with the world via blogging just seemed like a natural form of therapy. An excerpt from the introductory post from my original blog is below. My hope is to take the best from that initial effort, add in new insight and experiences, actually keep up with regular posting, and turn thirtysevenseconds.com into something that provides more than just me with a little therapy. If you’re into that, I hope you’ll continue to join me.
So, let’s get on with it, shall we?
Scene: March 2010. Having just turned in a 22-page paper on theories of organization socialization after a solid two weeks of zero sleep. And yet, for some reason, I was inspired to blog rather than rest. Enjoy…
“…I suppose I should embrace the moment. I don’t really do that too often these days. All in all, that’s why I thought about creating this blog in the first place – as a personal commitment to documenting the little pieces of my life that I otherwise tend to pass over too quickly. I promised myself when I was younger that I’d never become one of those adults who misses the magic in between the big moments. Easier said than done.
I’m a sucker for children’s books and movies, mostly because they tend to provide adult insight. I have some important people to thank for introducing me to that little life secret… they will likely show up in this blog sooner rather than later. Anyway, I woke up this morning (after two weeks of work plus papers, minus sleep) for some reason thinking about the movie Mr. Magorium’s Wonder Emporium. (I know, but remember my secret? Just hear me out.)
There is a particular scene in which Mr. Magorium and his good friend and mentee, Mahoney, are playing in a clock shop on what is supposed to be Mr. Magorium’s “last day on Earth.” The two decide to reset all of the cuckoo clocks so that they go off at the same time. Waiting just moments before the shop bursts into cuckoo craziness, the following verbal exchange occurs:
Mr. Magorium: 37 seconds.
Mahoney: Great. Well done. Now, we wait.
Mr. Magorium: No… We breathe. We pulse. We regenerate. Our hearts beat. Our minds create. Our souls ingest. 37 seconds, well used, is a lifetime.
And there it is. 37 seconds, well used, is a lifetime. Talk about perspective.
It seems to me that we get so wrapped up in life sometimes that we forget to live. I, for one, need to pay better attention. Perhaps this blog will help wake me up. I mean, I’d like to re-commit to living. Living would be nice…”