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Are we so busy capturing life that we’re missing it? Explore the true meaning of the cherry blossom and the beauty of being present in a digital world.
Why You’re Missing Out on Life (Stop Doing, Start Living)
A few weeks ago, my family and I decided to head out and catch the spring blooms. What started as a simple weekend outing turned into a stark reminder of a modern cultural epidemic: we are spending far too much time doing, and not nearly enough time living.
We’ve become so obsessed with capturing proof of our lives that we are entirely missing out on the actual experience of being human.
The Chaos of Centennial Park
Our first stop was Centennial Park in Dundas. The moment we arrived, we were met with a literal sea of humanity. But people hadn't gathered to appreciate nature; they were there to conquer it.
It was a frenzy of tripods, ring lights, and people hell-bent on grabbing the perfect grid-worthy image. Nobody seemed to care if they were walking directly into someone else’s shot. Worse entirely was the complete lack of respect for the environment. I watched people aggressively grabbing the fragile branches, pulling them down into their faces just to snap a photo. There was zero mindfulness, zero respect for the trees, and zero presence. They weren’t there for the blossoms. They were there for themselves.
It made me realize how disconnected we’ve become from the things we participate in. We chase the aesthetic of a tradition without bothering to understand its substance.
The True Meaning of the Blossom
If you look into the actual history, the irony of the "Instagram frenzy" is staggering. In Japan, the tradition of "hanami" (flower watching) dates back over a thousand years, originally celebrated by emperors and courtiers who would gather beneath the blooms to write poetry and reflect.
The cherry blossom, or sakura, isn’t celebrated just because it looks nice in a frame. It is deeply symbolic of transience, impermanence, and the fleeting nature of life. They bloom beautifully, but they fall incredibly fast. The entire philosophy behind appreciating them is a quiet, mindful reminder to cherish the present moment because it is short-lived.
There is a tragic irony in physically harming a fragile symbol of impermanence just to force it into a permanent digital photo op.
Finding Space to Just 'Be'
Thankfully, our day took a turn for the better. We’ve been members of the Royal Botanical Gardens for two years now, but last year we only visited once and completely missed the blossom season. We didn't quite know what to expect when we drove over to the Arboretum, but it ended up being the exact antidote to the chaos we needed.
The Arboretum was peaceful, expansive, and breathtaking. It isn't just cherry blossoms, either—they have an incredible variety of stunning magnolias and dogwoods in full bloom. We spent the day walking, hiking, and getting some fresh air and exercise.
The cherry trees there are some of the most mature, massive structures I’ve ever seen. We found a quiet spot away from the crowds, stood beneath the canopy of a few giant trees, and eventually just sat down on a bench together.
It was a blessed day. Alyce got to wander around, the dogs got to stretch their legs and run, and Katerina and I finally got a moment to just sit, breathe, and spend real time together. Standing under those giant, ancient branches, the world slowed down.
The Takeaway: More Living, Less Capture
As a society, we need to start doing a little more research into the traditions we mimic and the environments we step into. When we understand the "why" behind the world, we build a fundamentally deeper connection to it.
> Too often, we are spending our days executing tasks, chasing snapshots, and checking off boxes. We are spending too much time doing, and not enough time living. In the process, we are entirely missing out on the being of being a human.
The next time you find yourself in front of something beautiful, challenge yourself to leave the phone in your pocket, keep your hands off the branches, and just look. Don't try to capture it. Just let it be beautiful, let it be fleeting, and give yourself permission to actually be there to see it.
