Did you know that the number one most used word in the old Dick and Jane sight reading series was SEE? Followed by LOOK.
Having grown up on these books I can now smile and realize just how important it was and still is to SEE SEE SEE! (and) LOOK LOOK LOOK!
Little did I know when I was learning to recognize and read these basic picture words that I would be seeing and looking for me the rest of my life.
A couple of days ago I came across an interesting Indian story that had a great punch to it at the end…a kind of pause and reflect type of multi-cultural narrative. It definitely makes us think…
“Look Inside or See Outside”
A famous Sufi mystic, Rabiya, was searching for something on the street outside her small hut. The sun was setting and darkness was descending, as a few people gathered around her. “What have you lost? What are you searching for? Perhaps we can help,” they said to Rabiya.
Rabiya said, “I have lost my needle.”
One amongst the people said, “Well, the sun is setting now and it will be very difficult to find the needle. Where has it fallen? That’ll help us narrow down the area on this big road. If we know the exact place, it will be easier to find it.”
Rabiya told them, “It is better not to ask me that question — because, actually, it has not fallen on the road at all. It has fallen inside my house.”
Everyone started giggling as if she was joking. Then a skeptic said out loud, “We always knew that you were a little crazy! Why are you searching for it on the road then?”
“For a very simple reason: inside the house there is no light and on the outside a little light is still here,” Rabiya replied.
The people laughed and started leaving shaking their heads in disbelief at the mystic’s strange behavior. But Rabiya called them back and said, “Listen! Don’t you see the lesson here is in yourselves?
This is exactly what you are doing: I was just following your example. You go on seeking happiness and meaning in the outside world without asking the most fundamental question: “Where exactly have I lost it?”
After a pause, she continued, “You have lost it inside, and yet you keep looking for it on the outside for the very same reason — your senses are outward bound, your ears hear sounds on the outside, your hands touch things on the outside. That’s the reason why you are searching outside.”
“For a very long time, I was also just searching on the outside. But the day I searched inward, I was surprised. That is where I lost it, that is where I had lost me, that is where I lost happiness and meaning to life… and that is the only place where it can be found. Inside!”
Didn’t Sgt. Shriver in yesterday’s blog tell his own adult children the same thing when he remarked: ”Remember…we all have to go internal before we can go eternal” …?
So until tomorrow…Help us Father realize that there is a difference in seeing the outside world and looking inward at our relationship with You. Help us know how and where to look for meaning in our lives and turn not to the confusing and troubling paradoxes of the world… but deeper into ourselves where the divine spark is waiting to ignite the world.
“Today is my favorite day” Winnie the Pooh
* Walsh sent some pictures of Rutledge at “Daddy Daycare School.” Even Poogan is allowed at this school with Rutledge and daddy.
(I love the second picture with the Tonka yellow dump truck…Walsh had one (just like it) at this age and actually learned to run (before walking) pushing it up and down the neighborhood sidewalks.)
*Sis did come through with the last two clues….she had narrowed it down…..and Jackson admitted she might have thrown people off with the Peace Corps addendum….and the Magna Carta is in the Boston Museum on a visit from Great Britain.
Okay, I figured it out quickly. The picture on the left – is of the “new” state capitol building in Boston, MA!! I was just there in July on a 10-day “history trip” with my son, daughter-in-law, and 3 small grandchildren (ages 9, 6, and 9 mos.). We spent 4 days in Boston and I recognize the capitol from our trek along the Freedom Trail.
Don’t know about the “big feet” though. Maybe it’s from a statue of one of the Minutemen, or Sam Adams, Paul Revere, or another famous Patriot from long ago. So, my guess is: Boston, MA!
This would lead me to believe that the previous day’s clue must be from a city in the Pioneer Valley of MA – perhaps Amherst? Springfield? Or, since I understood that Jackson and her son were in Brattleboro – right? – *(You got it Sis!) that maybe it might be Keene, NH? Logic would tell me that if they were travelling from Brattleboro to Boston, and they were along the CT River, those are logical cities they might have visited. Still totally stumped on that one! Have to do some more research!
Okay Jackson…all your clues were solved…smart group of blog readers…deductive reasoning at its best…BUT we all want to know who the shoes belong to.
(I was able to figure out Boston for the last clue because I knew Jackson was flying out of there yesterday heading back to Columbia. So sleep in today Jackson and order a pizza…you did good girl and we all had fun traveling vicariously with you!)
*** My nephew Lee’s amazing wife, Vikki, has been involved in the most interesting project for the past three years (supported/endorsed also by Lee) and now it has the opportunity to come to fruition with the help of Charleston citizens.
Please take a minute and watch our movie star Vikki explain a wonderful opportunity for our beloved Charleston to have a “people” owned radio station (not answerable to big corporations) who can promote local talent and events. OHM Radio 96.3 FM…Community radio at its best. (A Prairie Home (like) Companion here in Charleston) Please take a minute and watch the exciting information on this possibility for a new avenue of radio freedom in our area.
*The family got to see the latest ultrasound pictures of little Jake and watch out girls…he’s a looker…big eyes, big feet, and big lips…pucker up girls…he’s coming soon to your nearest hospital …East Cooper! Play your cards right and you might end up right next to his bassinet…October 1!
* I invited Vickie, my across the street neighbor, to come see the moon gate last night covered in moon flowers….she scurried across the street in her nightgown and couldn’t believe her eyes….she insisted that I (try) to bend down inside the gate so she could get a picture of me and magical moon gate with the gigantic moon flower blooms….a memory of dreams come true.