Love of Clocks Inherited From My Mother – by Marie Pollnow



I love clocks.  I take after my mother that way.  She was absolutely obsessed with clocks.  She was very mechanical and could take apart a wind up clock and put it back together.  It was cool.  She had more mechanical ability than my Dad.  Who said women can’t fix things?  Hickory, Dickory, Dock. The mouse went up the clock.  There are so many stories revolving around clocks in fact we have revered clocks for centuries.  They have been at the center of movie plots and built anticipation on many occasions.  As a young person my home was full of clocks.  I still love them.

In our society we are constantly reminded of what time it is.  Of course clocks are instrumental for this.  We need constant reminder of what time it is, what year it is, how old you are and so on.  Money is banked on time.  We have created the linear illusion.  Mr. Kronos has done his job well.  Sound familiar?  Kronos equals Chronology, and so on.  This first mechanical clocks were created in Europe 14th Century.  Where did time and clocks originate?  I think the easier question would be about clocks.  The Early Egyptians kept track of time through a sun dial.  How the sun shone down on the dial specified what time it was.

The Mathematician and Astronomer Theodosius of Bithynia is said to have invented the sundial in 160 B.C.E..  So whether the Egyptians or Greeks invented it it was used to tell time.  The shadow of the sun reveals the time.  Oftentimes we see clocks with Roman Numerals which of course was modified from the Greeks or Egyptians, whatever horse you have in the race.  Linear means arrangement extending along a straight or nearly straight line, according to Google Dictionary.  It must have a beginning and an end.  Yet how do we know what the beginning is?  and how do we know what the end is?  Clocks help to remind us that linear time exists yet at times our bodies do too.  It has been said by some that outer worldly beings have locked us into time yet it depends upon your perspective if that’s framework for you.  When you are stuck in time and continual rebirth you will not attain eternal life.  (Google.com).

Yesterday, my electricity went out, there was a storm or something.  I was out and when I returned all of my clocks were out of blinking the wrong time.  I reset all of my clocks yet it took a long time for me to get them all at the correct time.  Walking around my apartment and not knowing the correct time really drove me lately.  I have five clocks in my apartment and I live in a studio.  I got issues.  Thank you Mom I inherited your fascination.  I don’t mind through.  After I reset the clocks the first time and realized they were not at the right time it reminds me there has been a lot of talk about time speeding up and occasionally slowing down.  I believe in this.  I believe it happens.

I have often go caught up with time.  Am I running on time?  Will I make it to work at the right time?  What time do I function best?  Without clocks or watches I felt lost.  I had watches a few times yet they never kept good time.  I learned later that was because of my magnetic frequency.   In American society we cause ourselves stress in looking at the clock so often.  I take days without looking at the clock.  It’s awesome.

I must admit as a young woman I had true desire to have a Grandfather Clock.  My ex husband and I once shopped for one.  It was a thrill.  This is when I lived in Germany.  Given that we both lived in Germany, not only was it costly  but we would have had to ship it.  That would have been an astronomical cost to us.  We opted not to have one.  My fondness and romanticism of grandfather clocks has never waned.

I believe at the heart of loving clocks enables me to be closer to my mother.  In a sense I inherited my mother’s love of clocks.  Sometimes I really wish I could turn the clock back and sometimes pause time.  I think many of us have.  I must say.  I prefer clocks that have tow arms.  Clocks really make me feel good.  As a kid I remember visiting Aunties or my grandmother’s house and hearing the ticking of the mantle or cuckoo clocks.  Love was always there.

Clocks pose new questions regarding time, what it is, what the ancients thought, what modern man thinks , and so on.  If we look at it from a logical perspective how are clocks made?  There are many different kinds of clocks, my favorites are the wind-up and Grandfather Clocks.  Such a wonderful creation and how I love them.  In fact my mind is on these clocks now I think I am going to get a nice mantle clock.  I cannot help thinking of, “Cat’s In The Cradle” by Harry Chapin.


About author

This article was written by Marie Pollnow

I love animals, magic, love and peace. I believe in Universal Laws, love Metaphysics, dabbling in Magick, crystals, herbs and creating things from nothing. My favorite place to be is in nature. I don't believe in this mamby pamby career restrictive thinking. I am a Truther... proud of it. I love writing and am so grateful to be here, woo hoo! My future goals are to write several books of a spiritual nature, take a foot out of the grid... in other words not out of the grid 100% just a little out. I believe in vibration, intention, allowing, growing and loving. I also believe we all should stand in our truth and value ourselves. Never let someone else determine your worth. I am still learning on this journey of life and looking for my partner, love and conspirator to walk this path with me, I like to exercise as well, it is life energy. Animals are my friends and you might catch me reading a book on witchcraft. Don't be scared!! - Love and Light!!- - Restricted thinking, restricted life. Expansive thinking, expansive life. ~Marie E. Pollnow.

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