In an alternate universe, I am not a businessman, a creative, or even a man defined by titles. I am a timekeeper not of clocks, but of life stages. I live in a world where I can see moments not just as they are, but as they were and will be.
Last week Monday, under the bright sun, I found myself peering out the window. The image reminded me of that ancient scene with King David, standing on his balcony while the men were off to war, catching a glimpse of Bathsheba bathing. What a sight that must have been, enough to change the course of his life. Maybe it was her beauty, her bum, or her breast. Let me stop there before I digress into temptation.
Back to what I saw. A father, guiding his little daughter as she took her early steps. Her hands reached out eagerly for his, with the kind of joy that only innocence knows. Just a few steps behind them was an elderly woman, moving slowly, one breath and one shuffle at a time. She must have been in her late eighties.
And then it hit me. This was not just a walk. It was a timeline. The little girl would one day walk just like that woman. And the woman had once walked just like that little girl.
In this world I live in, I do not see people by who they are today. I see their transitions. The child who will grow. The adult who is giving. The elder who now needs to receive.
Life is not a straight road. It is a circle. A loop of giving and returning. Carrying and being carried.
In this universe, I walk through time, not just to observe, but to remind others, we were all once the little girl. And if we live long enough, we will all become the elder. So help when you can. Hold someone’s hand. Because someday, yours will need holding too.
Describe your life in an alternate universe.
Michael Okunloro | Elevate Your Style 