Is life quantifiable by one unit? By one measurement of happiness or success? At the point when we’ve reached our mid-twenties enough time has passed for us to experience many aspects of life.
We’ve fell in love.
We’ve made friends.
We’ve held a job.
We’ve lost somebody we loved. From separation. From Death.
Time often makes us and breaks us. Many of assume we have one life, one timeline. A singular timeline. Philosophy, Religion, and Science ponder the possibilities of life beyond a singular timeline.
That would mean that possibilities are endless.
In possibly my favorite play ever time is pondered and answered, yet we are still left with questions – with possibilities. Constellations by Nick Payne deals with almost every aspect of life and well, Quantum Physics.
In the quantum multiverse, every choice, every decision you’ve ever and never made exists in an unimaginably vast ensemble of parallel universes.
This could be a terrifying concept or this could be a jubilant concept. While I struggled with it the first time I read it, seeing it at the Geffen Theatre gave me a warm tingly sensation, because the night I saw the show was one in a million.
Since I had read the play I knew very well what was coming, and even though I knew the ending, I wasn’t prepared for what happened.
The power went out with one scene left to go. As viewers, as if we have stepped into an entirely private moment, we were plunged into blackness with only faint giggles here and there. The show could have ended right there because it’s written with that sense – that’s it’s finished. That the story is done. Much like life – it wasn’t, the last scene evokes that there are always more questions and there are always more possibilities.
In the darkness, the two brilliant actors kept the scene going and if time could stand still, it did. At least for me, in that minute I realized of all the universes I could possibly possess this was the one where I was lucky enough to see one of my favorite plays with one of my closest friends with one of my favorite actresses. According to the play there is another universe where the power didn’t go out and another universe where I didn’t see the play at all. Maybe even another universe where I don’t read the play, where I think nothing of time.
No matter the universe, no matter the happiness, the heartbreak, the failure, the success – everything is quantified in time.
Time is not scary. It is not ill-fated. It is relative and we have all of it we’ll ever have. That fight you have with your mother, boyfriend, friend, co-worker you can’t subtract or minus. That love you had many years ago, you’ve learned from yet you can’t go back and get them again; Maybe in some universe you loved each other forever. That dream job you never felt like you landed, you did in some other universe. Even if you don’t believe in multiple universes, or another life, you believe in the time you have in this one. You’ve had the time in this life. If you die tomorrow, or breakup tomorrow or, get fired tomorrow – you have had all the time you were supposed to have.
That thought is not meant to be crippling, but freeing. Instead of hearing that age old “Make the most of every minute” speech, think about the time. If this is all the time you will ever have, what do you do? Do you actually fight with that friend? Do you go to bed angry? Do you buy the ticket to Paris? Do you stay in the relationship? Do you tell someone you love them? Do you fight for them? Do you do the things you are doing now or do you change them?
We have all the time we’ve always had.
You’ll still have all our time.
There’s not going to be any more or less of it.
Once I’m gone.
Time passes, and times creates. It creates heartache and healing. It creates distance and closure. It creates life and death.
You have all the time you will ever have, are you using it wisely?
Constellations by Nick Payne can be purchased on Amazon