My word for 2018 is focus, which requires paying attention to the moment – the now. So, this year, I’ll be taking note of experiences I may have missed, without focus. Many may seem to be BGO’s (blinding glimpses of the obvious), but hey, I might have missed them.
Here’s this week of NOWS:
being just.plain.overwhelmed;
humans who clam the storm;
rescuing Bob Dylan’s album ‘Blood on the Tracks’ (that has ‘Shelter from the Storm’ on it) from The Storm (which i WILL FRAME);
how healing a meltdown can be;
witnessing a Bradford Pair Tree in bloom in October;
the generosity of humans;
how much a tiny bit of chili can shake-up a mini-Snickers bar;
making sandwiches with friends;
that 55-year-old-humans are too young to die;
a delivered quiche dinner;
how differently we humans witness truth and what.is.right;
witnessing my flood-ruined couch be simply crushed and disposed-of by one of those trucks-with-a-huge-claw;
a gator just.calming-crusing.along;
how generous it can be to ask for help;
that people really DO want to HELP;
how sometimes, knowing what would help is tough to name;
a startly bare tree in the morning fog;
baring witness to a son’s eulogy for his dad; and
the healing grace of a gentle evening breeze.
What NOWS did you experience or witness this week?
I’ve witnessed so many “nows” in the past week that I’m still processing all I’ve experienced. Some of those for me include: the role reversal that comes with age and a change in routine, the generosity of friends and neighbors, how a tragedy can bring people together, a beautiful, heart felt eulogy and the realization that 55 years is not a long time.
amen, Susan!
and you jogged my memory of another NOW moment – witnessing a widow receive the American flag from a US Marine.