It was a welcome sight to behold....
Today, when I hiked back to that same spot, you couldn't even see the sky, the clouds were so thick. The picture below was taken around noon. And yes, that's a photograph. I adjusted things like contrast, brightness, warmth, highlights, shadows, and cast to take a dull, dreary day and translate it into what I was seeing. To my eyes, the world is full of wonder. I don't see things like other people do. Not even people. When I meet any individual, I only see beauty, light. I see their insides. Or, their true selves. The outsides barely matter. Only as a way to differentiate individuals. I'll often notice things like a favorite piece of jewelry or hat and associate a name with that item. Twenty years worth of college students can attest to that. It's how I learned everyone's name on the first day. I'd always have an attendance list with student ID pictures on it, but rarely used it. It wouldn't have mattered if I did. Those pictures don't represent the real person, and that's who I needed to see.
We paint the world the way we want to see things. Our sight is always slightly skewed as a result. And even then, we often question what we see, unsure that it's real. Or, convince ourselves that there is no other way to look at whatever it is we are being stubborn about. Our sight can be so limited, we see no other possible alternative to how we look at a given situation. That's why perspective is important. By perspective, I mean seeing the world from many different view points. As a writer, that's my primary occupation. Being an observer. A witness. And in so doing, translating what I see into words that others may relate to, no matter who you are, where you are from, what language you speak, or what you believe in.
And, I must be doing something right! Because, after my long hike, my website analytics program showed a 40th country has now joined what has become a global conversation on this blog. It is still hard for me to see how that could even be possible. And yet, no matter how I try to look at it, the numbers are undeniable.
Seeing is believing? Not always. I wake up most mornings feeling like the creature from the black lagoon. Or maybe, the blob. But that's not what you see, is it? My #Twin once confided he saw himself as this massively obese man. We were driving somewhere together in Atlanta and the traffic was pretty tight. A truck going in the opposite direction was sitting right next to us because traffic was just as bad in that direction, too. The man driving the truck had to be close to 500lbs. By the way, my #Twin looks like Chris Hemsworth. As in, #Thor. So when he leaned over to me and whispered, "That's how I sometimes see myself," I was shocked. And saddened, too. A sadness that I still feel. Because, when I looked at my #Twin, all I ever saw was sunshine. Even when he was being an unmitigated ass, he glowed. In a good way. Brightened up any and every room he walked into. People were always better for seeing him. Smiling automatically and unconsciously moving closer to his orbit. I so wish he could see himself through my eyes. I wish many things were better than they are for so many. All over the world.
The way we see ourselves and our lives can be warped by the negatives that infect our vision. There is no one-way to see anything. Nor should there be. But when you see things that cause you pain, or make you sad or scared, try shifting your perspective. Adjust your sight. There is always a different way to look at any situation, any person, any idea, or any landscape. No one can argue about the Sun being in the sky, but there are as many ways to look at it as there are people on this planet.
Speaking of which, I'm going to include the countries my readers are from below. Let me know if I've missed one or two! You all give my words meaning, and I'm grateful to each of you every single day. It certainly changed my perspective when I realized not just how the numbers of readers were growing, but the number of individual countries my readers are from. Truly a sight for sore eyes...literally. I cry a lot these days. But can't help but feel happy at knowing you're out there.
No matter where you live on the planet, see yourself as I would see you: A beautiful, brilliant light shining well into the darkness of space from where you stand or sit or sleep. We are all positive energy at our core. That is the soul. And THAT is what I really see when I look at any individual, human or otherwise. In fact, I don't even have to see you in person to recognize your light. Though I do hope to one day meet as many of you as possible, if not all of you. It is true: I am now missing half of my heart, as the pain pouring from my chest reminds me each day. But that sadness does not change the core of who I am or how I see things. Thankfully, my vision is still clear.
And, I see you. Beautiful you. Always....
*Hello! to readers from:
Sending #PositiveEnergy and #Light all over the world!!!
*Individual countries are listed as seen in the analytics website tool