People sometimes say to me “Look at that pretty sky”.
Inevitably, when I look, I’m not moved by what I see. I don’t know if its the fact that I have been seeing the sky for the past 37 or so years of my life, or that I have been spoiled by amazing graphics on computer games (eg. Call Of Duty: Modern Warfare 2) or the special effects in movies (eg: Avatar in IMAX 3D), or even, believe it or not, gorgeous scenery (too many to mention).
It’s kind of sad really. I feel like I might be missing out on something. That maybe I am not able to appreciate the subtlety of beauty that may be laying all around me, if I would only just look up with new eyes.
Recently, it happened again.
“Look at that pretty sky”
Like many of the times before, I looked.
And like many times before I didn’t really see anything that grabbed me. I tried looking harder, and maybe this is where my problem is – I look too hard.
Perhaps if I can just relax, maybe I will start seeing better.
I took a resigned sigh.
Turned to my right.
And I saw the pretty sky.
