I See You… I Am Here

Dear Reader:

How many of you remember seeing this home video when it exploded on every news station and talk show in America? One could almost hear aloud the collective sigh of ” AH” coming from viewers and audiences alike. I believe I remember it won the ” Feel Good” video that year. Two toddlers expressing the joy of friendship!

Again it reiterates …that out of the simplest human expressions and interactions come the greatest joys in our lives. In my mind the only other scene that comes close to this feel-good sighting is watching the opening and closing scenes to the movie-Love Actually-when the camera zooms in on ordinary people squealing and hugging loved ones as they arrive at Heathrow airport-I get choked up every time I watch it. ( which is every Christmas.)

This past Christmas ( 2021) the famous airport recreated scenes ( 18 years after the blockbuster movie was released) since many passengers disembarking had not seen loved ones in over a year-due to Covid restrictions.

Hugh Grant’s lines ring more true than ever… ” If you look for it, whatever life throws at us, you’ll find that love ,actually, is all around.”

For centuries, African Bushmen have greeted each other in this way. When one becomes aware of his brother or sister coming out of the brush, he exclaims, “I See You!” and then the one approaching rejoices, ” I Am Here!”

For with this simple and honest affirmation, it is possible to claim our presence, to say, ” I Am Here.” Now take a moment and think of the people in your lives who have validated your” personhood” by really seeing you and creating the foundation of your self-worth and individual uniqueness, using God’s talent’s bestowed upon you.

It is important to understand that being seen enables us to claim our lives. And with that purposeful purchase-we can now pass this validation, this gift, on to others.

As far back as human life has existed… we have rejoiced in being on earth together. In spite of today’s cultural proper etiquette restrictions …like the toddlers, we must keep being joyful in being alive and together … passing it down generationally.

So until tomorrow… as Mark Nepo so eloquently expresses ” For as stars need open space to be seen, as waves need shore to crest, as dew needs grass to soak into, our vitality and fulfillment depend on how we exclaim and rejoice- ” I See You!” I Am Here!”

Yesterday I had a delightful surprise on a cold cloudy wintry day! After Jeff left I was walking around the yard and in a very isolated stretch behind the garage.. some color caught my eye!

At first. I thought it was camellia blooms blown behind the garage but upon further inspection realized that the two beauties were planted and blooming from the ground up… Doodle immediately identified both beauties as hyacinth-they come up from bulbs-but I have never planted hyacinth bulbs and certainly not in a spot where no one would ever see it. Another garden mystery… but a heart-warming discovery on a cold gray winter day.

” I See You”
” Here I Am!”

About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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3 Responses to I See You… I Am Here

  1. Rachel Edwards says:

    A very uplifting post on a cold winter morning…it is so true …I dropped in on Edith Oldham my neighbor who used to come to AMS to share her self published book of poems and we sat together and caught up and laughed until we almost cried…it is the simplest things in life that keep us going…like the beautiful flowers you saw yesterday on your walk. A song often pops into my head when I read your blog each morning and today “Here I am Lord” came to mind…❤

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  2. Jo Dufford says:

    Taught a Sunday school lesson recently which included Isaiah 6:8 where Isaiah answers God with “Here I am.” “Send me.” and I played the song GinG mentioned. The words of Isaiah and the words of that song really make one think. Loved your post today. As teachers, we all remembered the child who felt invisible, and all we wanted to do was to let them know, without embarrassing her/him, “I see you! You are somebody special.” so that they would be able to feel, “Here I am. I am somebody, and I know it because she sees me, really sees me.” I can only hope and pray that I didn’t fail to see too many of them. Don’t those flowers make you wonder what their story is? Who panted them there? Were they a part of a larger garden? How many years have the bulbs lay dormant What was the planter like? Sorry, that’s just how my mind works.

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    • Becky Dingle says:

      Happy Birthday Jo! When was your birthday? Whenever it was… it was a day when the earth stopped revolving for just a second…and felt a lift and a smile added to the universe! Love, Becky 🥳🙌🌞💐🌹

      Sent from my iPhone

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