I noticed so many office buildings, apartment buildings, gas stations, and more blurring past me, and I wondered what this highway was like a hundred years ago.
A hundred years is nothing in the timespan of life.
But it’s the difference between cars and buggies. Electricity and coal.
And I wondered what these roads looked like a hundred years ago.
Was there a traffic jam with buggies like there was going east on Hwy. 94? Were there exit ramps taking them to landscapes unknown? Office buildings ever other mile filled with thousands of desks doing thousands of tasks?
I know it was still a struggle to live back then. No phones. No electricity. No iron lungs. Child labor. Prohibition.
But they survived.
They survived without computers and electric razors and Porches. They survived without The Voice and The Walking Dead.
I know they also had syphilis and diphtheria. They didn’t have the polio vaccine or a heart lung machine.
You know where I’m going with this.
What do you think the world was like before all this instant ticky tacky gratifications like Facebook and freezers?
It was harder. It was scarier.
But it was quieter.
There was more time to look inside and contemplate our role in the world. Our future. Our past.
We cannot change where we are, what we’ve developed, nor where we’re going. Our children’s children will go places we only dreampt of in science fiction and fantasy.
That’s what people thought a hundred years ago, too.
They couldn’t do a thing about horse dung in the streets or malaria or lack of refrigeration.
But they could dream.
Just like we can dream.
Dream of a quieter world. A peaceful world. A world where time has no meaning, nor does politics or war or greed.
They dreampt of that a hundred years ago.
We can dream of that today. And tomorrow.
Until then, find a quiet place, far away from the maddening crowd, and connect with your soul. You live in a city; find a park. You live in the countryside, find a different countryside. Listen to what the Earth is saying to you. It talks to you, it talks to me…even when you don’t feel like talking.
It’s the only peace and quiet you can find that’s true and good.
And we all need a little true and good in our lives. Right?