Although I am not in agreement with the religious side of the article quite so much, it is interesting to read through alternative view points on the topic.
It seems that kairos time is heavily linked in with Christianity interestingly, although an originally Greek term, it has now been adopted.
Kairos is an archery term – we focus on the target, but only by actually aiming away will we make our perfect mark.
Making the most of every opportunity. These opportunities can either be defining moments in this page, or they can be a sin to waste. Like I wrote above I don’t take this Christian view quite so seriously, I think it has been intensified a bit. The original moment and thought is a moment come across, with no prior plan, but a moment of clear and serenity. This idea of an ‘opportunity cost’ is again such a Western 21st century prospect. Time is commodity.
“Kairos time slows life down vs. Kronos time which is all about speed.”
It come to those moment where we relinquish the control over a scenario, we are not trying to create an outcome and from that quiet and still the outcome it’s self arises, without force or concentration. It’s like wit our muscles, when we push and pus they become strained and time, not allowing us to utilise out full strength. But when we relinquish a bit and then listen to our muscles, allow them to gather their energy we can run fast, cycle harder, push ourselves further than ever before. Just from that pause.
Ok, so, I want to know of another moments. I have my own….. but who else has responded to these, or not as some of the articles do point out.
“Who and whence was the sculptor? From Sikyon.
And his name? Lysippos.
And who are you? Time who subdues all things.
Why do you stand on tip-toe? I am ever running.
And why you have a pair of wings on your feet? I fly with the wind.
And why do you hold a razor in your right hand? As a sign to men that I am sharper than any sharp edge.
And why does your hair hang over your face? For him who meets me to take me by the forelock.
And why, in Heaven’s name, is the back of your head bald? Because none whom I have once raced by on my winged feet will now, though he wishes it sore, take hold of me from behind.
Why did the artist fashion you? For your sake, stranger, and he set me up in the porch as a lesson.”