The Waiting Room

The length of our lifespan is relatively short.  We attempt to accomplish so much in approximately 29,200 days.  We seem to be hardwired to get educated,  find employment,  find a life partner, have children, raise children, perhaps own a home.   Our desire is to leave this earth a better place than we found it, we crave fulfillment in our lives and spend a lot of time trying to learn how to be happy.  We do all this even as we are aging, the passage of time making it more and more difficult to accomplish our goals.  One wrong step, the wrong job, the wrong life partner, illness, catastrophic world events and, we run out of time.  The cards are really stacked against us, it almost seems impossible and a little unreasonable to expect to achieve and sustain these objectives and yet every human being on this planet tries.  Why?  Part of the reason is an effort to make the most out of the time we do have, to be as productive as possible.   We are like ants each generation going through the motions trying to be better than the one before, building, working, planning. This model has gone on for thousands of years and will probably continue for thousands of years to come. And yet the eventual end result for every human being on the planet is the same, we will run out of time.  It occurred to me that this current existence is really like a 'waiting room,'  imagine you are sitting in a doctors office waiting to be called in for your appointment,  you read a magazine or nap, the time spent while waiting is secondary to the actual appointment, we don't know what will happen in the doctors office but we do know that it will be much more important than the time spent in the waiting room.  Could our existence be the same?  Is this need to be so productive with our 29,200 days simply an attempt to control what there is no control of?
 Is the brief  time we spend now simply a pause in the great cosmos while we wait for what's to come? And when we enter the next realm will we finally see the big picture and clearly understand that the time spent in the 'waiting room' was just that, waiting!