I have had some very full days lately. My person seems to constantly come and go, taking care of “important” things. My inner vision has been asleep—stuck on the details of the “stuff” of my days—oblivious to the beauty of the fall and the warmth of the sun.
Today, while driving back from an “urgent” trip to the store to buy toothpaste, I looked up. Suddenly, my inner eyes opened and I was happy to be outside on a glorious day. I absentmindedly looked at the car in front of me, and something seemed strange about it.
Apparently, a small person was driving the car.
I saw nothing of the person in the driver’s seat. The car seemed to carefully drive itself down the tree-lined street. Suddenly, I chuckled at the oddity of the seemingly “driverless car.” That lifted and warmed my heart.
The feeling was palpable because it was starkly different from my uptight, closed-in feelings lately. I felt good. Happy.
I continued traveling behind the “driverless car”, thoroughly enjoying watching it “drive itself,” but I eventually had to turn off the road to my street. It was almost disappointing to quit following the self-navigating vehicle. Oh well, it got me out of my preoccupied funk and that was great.
I wonder how many moments of heart-warming uplift I have missed lately. It could be countless, but I will never know. They are gone. I want to wake up more often to the world around me and its wonderfulness. Have you had a similar experience? If so, please tell me about it.