It’s taken me a few minutes to adjust to the outside since I got up from my nap. I don’t know if it’s my blood pressure or my allergies that were dictating my discomfort. But after a little bit of disorientation, I’m feeling much better. It’s still a blustery day Pooh, with that baby hurricane sitting off the Carolina coast. The sky can’t seem to make up it’s mind rather it wants to be cloudy or sunny. Either way I’m just sitting here watching the bark fall from the sycamore trees, like I did this morning.
I suppose you could say it’s rush hour traffic out here in Alamo. There’s the usual number of cars and trucks headed home from either Vidalia or Dublin, depending on where they work. Ain’t heard too many log trucks today; but I have seen a bunch of EMC trucks loaded with wire and power poles apparently anticipating the weekend. I suppose none of this really matters much in the overall scheme of things. But I suppose in my own silly way, this is me recording everyday life.
We get so caught up in trying to make ourselves look so special; that we forget the every day things that actually make life special. Sitting out here alone seems to give me a certain perspective about how seemingly insignificant I may be. Yet in the interconnectedness of life, we are truly important and special. When I begin to think about it that way, I am actually humbled by the thought. Life has a funny ways of giving us perspective. Meaning, either through prayer , mediation, or just plain observation. We begin to understand the utter complexity and simplicity of it all. So don’t sell yourself short by thinking you are nothing. Because you are someone in this great tapestry we call life.
I suppose you could say it’s rush hour traffic out here in Alamo. There’s the usual number of cars and trucks headed home from either Vidalia or Dublin, depending on where they work. Ain’t heard too many log trucks today; but I have seen a bunch of EMC trucks loaded with wire and power poles apparently anticipating the weekend. I suppose none of this really matters much in the overall scheme of things. But I suppose in my own silly way, this is me recording everyday life.
We get so caught up in trying to make ourselves look so special; that we forget the every day things that actually make life special. Sitting out here alone seems to give me a certain perspective about how seemingly insignificant I may be. Yet in the interconnectedness of life, we are truly important and special. When I begin to think about it that way, I am actually humbled by the thought. Life has a funny ways of giving us perspective. Meaning, either through prayer , mediation, or just plain observation. We begin to understand the utter complexity and simplicity of it all. So don’t sell yourself short by thinking you are nothing. Because you are someone in this great tapestry we call life.
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