This is an excerpt from one of my favourite Shakespearean speeches. I’m not sure why I love this so much as it is really quite depressing! Essentially, for anyone not familiar with Macbeth, this is the speech given by Macbeth after his wife goes mad and dies. He is grieving and pondering the nature and meaning of human life:
She should have died hereafter
There would have been a time for such a word.
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Sometimes it is worth noting that, in the universal scheme of things, our lives are a brief dot on the spectrum of human history. Maybe more positively (and more briefly!) it’s worth remembering the saying Carpe Diem – life is short – seize the day. I know I could get a little perspective on the bigger picture sometimes, and, as the mother of two such adorable sprogs whose childhood will whizz by in a flash, sometimes it is worth going back to basics and putting them at the centre of everything I do.
Linking up to this week’s Prompt from Sara over at Mum Turned Mom which was simply the word ‘brief’.