I sit at a window everyday.
I work and watch the passerby saunter.
Cars zoom past and every once and a while 2-3 police cars fly by with sirens about to start.
It's not incredibly fascinating or even beautiful ( across the street is a community parking lot that has been patched often and the back of buildings that show their faces to our quaint down town.), yet I watch.
This window reminds me how moment pass by. Always moving, these moments never take time to stop like the blue jay who perches out side my window waiting for some treats. How many moments do we not grab because they seem mundane and insignificant?
That question is something that I have been asking myself lately. Also, how many moments do I let pass me because I am to afraid to take hold? I must admit it was triggered by a book I'm reading Chasing Daylight by McManus. Think about those questions and others often even before the reading of this book (which I just started I might add).
Missed opportunities, the "little" moments that can be easily overlooked, sweet gifts of daily living.... all of them coursing through my thoughts and getting to the core of my own character. Do I capture every moment like a snap shot missing the pieces all around in the "stop frame"? ... or ... Do I run with it and make every effort count because moments are moving through time? I'm not looking for any answers. I simply thought I would throw the questions out into this void we lovingly call the blogging community. Maybe we all ask those same questions.
**photo by asmundur from Flickr (http://flickr.com/photos/asmundur/)
4 comments:
I've been caught up with life's little moments lately as well. It's easy to overlook the obvious, and yet, when we take time to appreciate the everyday, we're often blessed beyond measure by what we've been allowed to notice. Here's to taking time to look out the window.
This moment is truly all we have.
Lovely reflective piece, which is your forte.
Reminds me of hearing of my mother, young, newly married and pregnant, living with her poor, young preacher husband in the upstairs of a downtown store.
She told me she loved to sit by the window and watch the commerce go by.
I have inherited that love of watching people and the world go by.
It is a worthy occupation.
Thanks for sharing, my dear one.
Ju Ju
Even poets (smile) can for a brief moment loose the window. I treasure the time I can write...for it brings it back to me...all the beautiful scenery , painted by the Master, for me to enjoy!
Dear Nette,
So, I am reading all your blogs that I missed while off line and am doing some cerious commenting. ;)
The funny thing about life is that when we get a chance to stop and think about life we notice some things we wish we could just up and do. Then we think just a moment longer and we think of excyting things we did yesterday or a week ago. Last we think of the fun things we can do to ceise this precious day we are in. For me (mommy of two little blessings right?) well, it may be to have fun with pre school things with the two little ones example...play with playdough with them, or make sticker pictures, or maybe get a little messy and make some cookies or do some finger painting. So each persons way to ceise the day is different and yet, we all have the opportunity to do so. Sometimes it just takes a moment, when we wake up and talk to God the Father, to realize our true purpose in this life at this stage in our lives. ;)
Sincerely, - me - (Mommy of two little blessings)
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