Much of the time, wherever I go,
I go glancing,
glancing here, glancing there,
eyes bouncing about
object to object.
Yesterday, passing by
the magnolia tree, I glanced
and thought, "Pretty."
A bunch of pretty blossoms.
But sometimes something grabs hold
and shakes me: "Pay attention!"
I looked again, and, behold,
not a 'bunch,'
but a multitude of unique creations uniquely unfolding.
And not 'pretty'--Please!
Something far more extraordinary
is happening here.
And you almost missed it.
So now I'm training myself
to break the glancing habit
and instead to "see" what I'm looking at...
which requires attention (and attending),
which in turn requires slowing down,
which (often) requires a change in my plan,
which may require changing my goal
for this moment,
or for this day.
Or for this life.
[First posted: March 27, 2015]
