“Have you noticed how nodody ever looks up?…Nobody looks at chimneys, or trees against the sky, or the tops of buildings. Everybody just looks down at the pavement or their shoes. The whole world could pass them by and most people wouldn’t notice.” from The Last of the Really Great Whangdoodles by Julie Andrews Edwards (yes..that Julie Andrews)
This quote comes from the favorite novel of my childhood. A little gem of a book. This week I started reading it to my own children, because life is beautiful like that. As I read these words to them, I was reminded of the magic of looking up. And oh.. Now, more than ever, we are in such a terrible habit of looking down.
Down means self; looking at the little plot of earth in front of my feet, or scrolling through the screen under my nose. When I look up, I get to see the beauty of the world and the lovely people passing me by.
Up means I won’t miss the wonder of living. The magic that happens with each budding branch, the way the clouds dance effortlessly across the sky, or the sunbeams glowing through the trees. It means I won’t miss the longing eyes of a lonely passer-by, waiting for someone to smile at him so that he can taste the hope that connection brings.
“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” –W.B. Yeats