There has been this song, or at least a line of a song, rattling around in my mind this past week. I don't know for sure if it's from a Saturday morning cartoon, or Sesame Street or Electric Company or where exactly I remember it from so many years ago.
The line is this: That's about size, where you put your eyes… That's about size of it. (It's a lot better sung than just reading it). If anyone knows where it is from, please let me know.
The song was about how we see things. About how differently objects appear depending on how close or how far away from them we are. It came to me Monday while I was out mowing back yard. I started thinking about how small yard seems today compared to when I was growing up.
Years ago, I would leap off swing and begin running for far end of yard. Because it took so long to reach my destination, I would turn around half way and go back to swing.
Today, there is almost nothing to it. Unless of course temperature is 90 degrees, it has rained for a week straight, grass is 2 feet tall, trees begin growing in fences, sun beats down brighter than ever before and mower keeps clogging up because of it all. Then it is a huge yard.
It's all in how you look at it.
Speaking of how we see things, there is a danger in doing same things same way day after day. We become blinded to so much that is out there. Everything seems same, looks same, smells same, goes by at same pace, day--after day--after day.
We put ourselves into a sort of rut because we only see things in one way. While it makes us feel better to blame our job, our boss, our friends, our in-laws, dog, telemarketers, co-workers, weather, our pet rock or just because we were born under a bad sign for our life as it is, truth is, it has all been our choice.