It is a warm autumn day during the October school holidays in the United Kingdom and my home street lies soundless. I am sat at the end of the driveway tracing my fingers along the crumbly asphalt, following the route a small marching ant is laying out in front of me.

Every now and then I place my hand in front of its path, attempting to get it to board the ominous mode of transport presented to it. It doesn’t. Redirecting my attention, I turn to look up at a large tree in the corner. Squinting as the sun laps over my face and into my eyes, I raise my hand forming a salute, casting the shade required to see what I am searching for… hazelnuts.

I make my way over to the tree and begin collecting the fallen filberts. I discard those whose shells have already succumbed to the hungry local wildlife and store the rest in my pocket. Once my pocket is full, I collect a small rock from under the hedge adjacent to the tree and make my way back to my original seating position. I begin cracking the nuts one by one and eating them. I continued to pass the time aimlessly, feeling as though the day’s events lack meaning or purpose.

In our youth, we don’t always respect the clock. Time seems endless and we believe we’ll have forever to get things done. We look forward to the next event, staring at the second hand as it moves its way forward in a laboursome fashion, briefly pausing at the precipice of the last second and the beginning of the next, before slamming its way down into its new position. The thud reverberates through our ears and every drop of the second hand feels slower than the last.

This early perception of time’s pace follows us into adulthood, but with a surprising twist, the clock seems to be incredibly quick like a time lapse of the seasons. We cycle through the hours, days, months and years on autopilot, sometimes with no goal in mind, unable to show what we have accomplished for considerably large portions of our time. No doubt the drivers amongst you have experienced this after arriving at your destination with no recollection of the journey.

It is the speed that time passes that inspired me to begin this blog. Managing an organisation of 50 people, an active member in a family with young children, along with a wide range of interests and hobbies, I have come to appreciate the art of productivity and how being adept in its practice can mean that it is possible to be involved and present with all of the things we want to without feeling bound by the handcuffs of time.

I have been fortunate enough to share techniques with many who I have worked with with great success as well as learn a great deal from others. In creating this blog, I want to extend this reach and share these tips that I have learned with you and as I continue my journey, share the tips I continue to learn from other great people.

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