What did I miss?
Early one evening I
went for a walk through local streets. There were houses old and new, trees in
stark late winter beauty and a man walking a pony on the path (oh yes indeed).
Then I came to a park
with its old trees, sprawling grass and well-tended shrubs. Behind me was a
view to the Sydney Harbour Bridge with its familiar shape. To the west - a
beautiful sunset that halted my steps as I gazed at the rapid fade from bright
orange to twilight pink.
There were others in
that park - a cluster of 20 or so people poking about at the augmented reality
game that was the flavour of the month. Their eyes and fingers were glued to
the artificial reality of a screen. The beauty of the sunset came and went
unseen by their eyes.
It's easy to criticise
the Pokemon players and feel superior. However, there is also a question.
What do I miss seeing
because my attention is on clamorous immediacy? What do I miss of earth's offerings, let along those of
realms unseen? How much do I miss of God's fingerprints? How can I better open my inner and
outer eyes to see ponies on paths, sunsets in parks and more? How can I avoid
being one of the seeing blind?
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