Love looks through a telescope; envy, through a microscope. ~Josh Billings
We traveled out of town this weekend to attend a memorial service for my aunt. We packed an air mattress and stayed at my husband’s childhood home which is now empty and up for sale. While it would be obvious memories would bounce at us from every wall what was unusual was the thumping on the windows that woke us up every morning about six thirty. It turns out this noise was an eastern blue bird who kept diving into the windows. I thought it was crazy until my husband explained what he was doing. He could see his image in the window glass and thought he was fighting off a rival! Anyway, I’m going to get back to this bird in a bit…that is after I go on a slight rant, sorry.
We had a lovely time visiting with family and friends at this memorial. I had an interesting thing happen…a mentally disabled man I hadn’t seen in well over thirty years knew me by name the instant he saw me while two uncles I’ve seen in the past year had no idea who I was. The brain is a complex organ. I’m going somewhere with this so be patient with me. (I’m still on the subject of the complexity of brains here…) Sometimes people’s brains focus entirely on the wrong things, or perhaps this is my opinion. Anyway, most of us have that one relative we must establish boundaries with, reguide in conversation, or steer clear of. We accept them as they are and realize no matter what we do or say she will still see things the way she see them and do and say whatever she wanst. This person on several occasions interrupted conversations I was involved in to throw in a sarcastic remark pertaining to me until I finally politely called her out on it. She then proceeded to push her way into an intimate discussion a close friend and I were having to tell my friend how another relative was so jealous of her. I redirected her conversation several times while my friend stood there silently with her mouth hung open. Finally, I told this person that it didn’t matter anyone’s physical size that we were all family and loved one another regardless, that those matters were trivial and petty. She continued to say well it mattered to the other person who was so jealous of her because she was thinner and prettier. Eventually, I pulled my friend a way and we left her standing alone. Ok, so here I’m getting back to the blue bird. My husband explained to me she was much like that blue bird banging himself up. He was so focused on another bird moving in his territory he beat himself up. This woman is so obsessed with the other person she can’t even see she is the problem. This person is a continuous story circle that knows neither beginning nor end, but I thought the blue bird comparison was worth mentioning.
We were able to get by my hometown Relay for Life. We had a fabulous time catching up with high school, childhood, and old family friends. It was a time of love, remembrance, and connection. Roots are just as wonderful as wings in life. While I’m delighted with where I am currently, I can’t tell you what a joy it is to return home to visit. I hugged so many people. Smiles and laughter bounced from person to person. I truly believe love and connection are why we are here. We have so much to give to one another, so much to share.
We traveled the back roads for several hours before we left my hometown county and returned to the beach. We took so many photographs while taking in the beauty. I realize my post today is quite random, so I’ll leave you with a photograph I took and a few parting words for today. These dandelion seeds will fly high and far. Many will latch to the soil and rebirth, and the process will continue. We have the power (and I think the obligation) to pass our good will to others. Together we can plant the seeds of respect, compassion and love to others…and we can grow a world of peace within and around us.