Sometimes
I see things so startling that it’s almost like a lion roaring to remind me of
how surprising life is. These wake-up calls come not from strange and
outlandish things, but from just the simplest, most commonplace stuff of
everyday life. If I’m sort of dozing in my thoughts while walking around the
yard, suddenly I might see a set of trees along our street standing so straight
and self-possessed, and I’m startled into wakefulness by the simple rightness
of them. Or, if I’m sleepwalking through some humdrum household tasks, out of
the blue I might notice a yellow bowl on a table beside a window, and that
small, undistinguished bowl seems to shout at me to wake up and watch for the ever-present
wonders around me. These lions in my life, thank heavens, roar quite regularly
to keep me alert. I can effortlessly daydream through most of any day, but usually
some small, obvious thing – a single shadow on the lawn, a fluttering leaf, a
sky so blue it stuns you – roars to me now and then, and I bow in my heart in
thanks.
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