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Tuesday, April 24, 2012
I think life has a voice. It whispers to us, it's brutally honest and most of us have become really adept at tuning it out. We hear it, but we don't really listen. "That isn't really good for you.", it scolds. "You THINK this is really important right now, but it's not." it insists. Yeah, yeah...I hear you, I hear you. And then we do what we're going to do, or keep obsessing about that thing we want. We stare straight ahead, focused on that unobtainable something, never looking left or right. Missing all the scenery.
But every now and then something happens that gets your attention. The voice shifts from a whisper to a shout. "HEY!! Look over here for ONE SECOND, OKAY??? I'm going to show you all the things you CAN have, if you just look around you.". You allow your focus to shift from zoom to wide angle and all kinds of things float into the frame. Whoah...where did all of THIS come from? Was this always here? Maybe, maybe not, but it's here now, and it's for you. And then you shift your focus back to whatever it was you wanted or needed so badly, and it doesn't even look the same. It's smaller somehow, when placed in perspective. It's suddenly so much less important. Maybe you don't want it anymore, or not as much. It's sort of uncomfortable to realize it..you were so accustomed to wanting it, how will you fill the time you used to spend pursuing it?
Then you switch back to wide-angle again. Oh YEAH. That's how. I wish I listened to that voice more often, instead of always waiting until it screams for my attention, but I'm grateful for it nonetheless. Maybe I'll manage to stay tuned in a little longer this time around.