My first car was a 1986 silver Regal hand me down from my grandparents. It’s worn blue bench seat and enormous steering wheel smelled of freedom. Shortly after high school ended I decided to test that freedom and move 1500 miles away from the only place I’d ever called home without the safety of family or a college campus.
One day, shortly before my departure I brought then boyfriend “Bail” to meet my father. They bonded testosterone style – by deciding my old Buick was in need of a pre-road trip tune up. Hours passed and they were still in the yard, skin wet from sweat and a light rain. I emerged from the house armed with iced tea to survey the situation. In exasperated voices they explained a troublesome bolt that proved unreachable.
To their chagrin, I immediately reached in from above a front wheel and laying my hand upon the troublesome bolt inquired “you mean this one?”
I continue to be amazed at how differently we all see the world. I am humbled by how much I have to learn by incorporating as many visions, languages and cultures as I can possibly expose myself to. That day, so many years ago was the beginning of understanding that seemingly complex problems can often be solved by a different perspective.
WOW! Yes so true. Often if I step back from a situation, forget it then come back to it later when it enters my mind, not from my seeking it out then I have a different perspective to approach from and work from there. Great Dawn!
Lori
August 16th, 2008
It is interesting to gain a new “sight” when looking at something that’s always been there. For me, stepping back, walking away and looking at it from a different angle lets you see it a different way.
Great post as always.
Suzy
Suzy
August 16th, 2008
Gotta tell you this. There is this tree - in the garden, just outside our house - that bangs against a part of the wall (near the terrace portion) whenever the winds are strong enough and I’ve been telling folks at home that something needs to be done about it lest the wall give in. I did not have the heart to suggest cutting off the tree. One fine day, what do I discover? Someone my folks consulted aparently came up with a brilliant suggestion! A part of the wall close to the tree has been chipped off (a few bricks removed) leaving the tree with enough room to move around without hitting the wall! Just realized I must explain that the wall I am talking about is right on top…around the terrace…so there is no fear of leaving a hole in the wall of the house. It’s just about reducing the height of the wall around the terrace…Simple…yet amazing.
Nimmy
August 18th, 2008