Wednesday, July 13, 2005
Strung on a wire, stuck in a rut
The other day I was taking my morning walk. It was early. The sky was gray and the air was heavy with the threat of rain. I looked up, and what do you suppose that I saw?
Sneakers! That's right, I saw sneakers hanging from a telephone wire.
I just happened to have my camera, so I snapped a quick photo.
For me, these sneakers are symbolic.
You see, people are like sneakers, (and passion flowers and other things too if you read my blog). Our bodies, our very lives were made to journey through this place in space, and time. I think we often forget this life is a journey; and like those sneakers above, we find ourselves alone, and sometimes stuck in tough places from which there seems to be no possibility of rescue. So we hang....our lives stall and we live in the rut, stuck in our own life's journey.
Am I writing too obliquely? Consider how simple grief can box us inside ourselves. It robs us of our ability to see the sunshine, to experience joy, to lean into all the possibility that life itself has to offer. Grief can create a huge rut in one's life journey...especially if we refuse to move through it and become mired in the muck.
I don't know about you, but I don't want to be like those sneakers strung up high on a telephone wire. I want to be well worn, grounded, and walking the road.
That's the goal anyway and it seems to be serving me well.
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