Perspective

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic


I slept very deeply last night.  I found myself opening my eyes to a dog with a food bowl in her mouth.  She kept letting it tap me on the head just a bit.  I took the bowl and proceeded to get her breakfast.  I had to laugh at wondering who had who trained…?

I decided to go out to the front porch and watch the world wake up while I sipped my coffee.  I glanced up and watched a family of squirrels poke their heads out.  One at a time.  It was funny to watch.  Then all at once they came out, lined up along the branch, and just stared at me.  I turned my head, so it looked like I was looking away.  All the while I watched them out of the corner of my eye.They waved their hands at each other.  Then they looked back at me.  Suddenly, one of the little ones scampered down the trunk of the tree and up the steps. There beside my foot was a pecan… I did not have the perspective they had.  I then looked around and saw there was indeed another stash of pecans that had piled up in a corner of the porch. I got up.  Scooped them up into the palm of my hands and then proceeded to deposit them along the edge of the porch.  I felt sure they could reach them from there.

Suddenly, without warning a very fat squirrel started chatting up a storm from the roof of my house.  I think I just gave away his stash.  I was mindful though.  I watched as the group of squirrels got the message and went on their way, without touching any of the ones I had laid out for them.  I chucked to myself and decided I best leave it alone.  I scooped up the pecans again and returned them.  I moved to another chair that was farther away from that corner.

A stray dog came walking by and I looked around for its owner.  No one seemed to be around.  Bella was barking from the window.  Then I spoke to the poor dear.It jumped out of its skin almost.  It looked to be a beagle mix.  I kept talking to him.  Finally, he turned his entire head upside down and looked at me.  Everything seemed fine after that.  I saw a neighbor hurry up to him.  It seems his owner was bedridden.He had left the gate open when he went out to do his business this morning.  I thought it was interesting that I did not look right until my head was turned upside down.  His owner spends half the day upside down in traction.  Wow.

I got to thinking about perspective.  Here I had spent the morning looking at myself through the eyes of two dogs and two squirrels.  Each had their own idea of what they were looking upon.  Both times my perspective had given me the wrong conclusion.  Interesting.

I started watching the world around me wake up.  I had decided I would count Angels today.  You know all those wonderful messages one gets.  The guidance messages.  I never know where it will come from, but I always have at least one day a week to count the Angels around me.  I waved at another neighbor, and they sent me a text message and let me know there was an event today that would involve food.  They promised to bring me some once the event got started.  What a nice message that was.

I saw one person after another helping each other.  Doors being opened, common courtesy being given without any fanfare.  I remembered one of my grandmother’s lessons about neighbors.

It had been her habit to always offer anyone who came to her door some food.  She never turned anyone away.  Granted she usually let them trade the plate of food for some weed pulling or something equally measured.  She said you never know when you are entertaining angels unaware that they are angels.  The importance of counting angels is to allow you the acknowledgment that they are there.  I see animals being kind to one another.  I hear singing, laughter, and hope to abound all around me.  Wow. 

My perspective has gotten better.  I can see the angels without squinting now.  I had someone tell me that she thought I looked at the world a little upside down.  I remember saying… eventually that is a good perspective too.

When you change your frame of thought you see the entire picture differently.  Look for the good.  Look for hope.  Look for the laughter.  It is a great perspective too.


Submitted: October 09, 2021

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