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.