Having been pretty much unable to leave my home the last seven years, other then for drs appointments, has given me a different view of the world. When I roll down my driveway and get to venture into the world, things overwhelm me. Today, for example, I got to see someone I have not seen in 8 years. As I rolled into the bus, taking me to the oncologists office, I could feel the excitement surging through me. I felt like a little kid. I was going somewhere and nobody was going with me. It was just me and the world.
As I sat at the café before my appointment, I could hear people complaining about how they had to leave the house, the traffic on the drive, the people who had pissed them off on their way there, the person who tried to scam them and of course the overpriced food at the café. I sat and listened and remembered a day when leaving the house and going somewhere was just what you did. I didn’t think much about it, I didn’t see it as a blessing. It was just life.
Yet today, as much as I love the spiritual space Zoe and I have created for ourselves and especially for me, I could see what a gift it is to go places. You get to see things you could not otherwise see. You get to smell things you would not otherwise smell. You get to experience acts of kindness, you otherwise would not experience. You get to experience God in ways you would not otherwise be able to do.
Zoe’s cousin Pam is traveling the world, especially all the South American countries she has come to love. Every time she goes some place new I can imagine it is the same experience. You get to experience the Ultimate in ways you did not the day before. You get to smell aromas, breathe in things, hear sounds, taste, touch and experience moments which did not exist exactly like that where you came from.
What are you seeing? What are you sensing? Are you experiencing the extraordinary in the ordinary? Take a moment, stop, and see the gifts you have been blessed with.