Standing Out

No, I don’t mean you or me, in the midst of a room or a gathering, being the center of attention.  I am taking about the quiet moments that we all spend by ourselves, thinking about the world going on around us.  Sometimes, I delay the introspection by watching a video on youtube.  Or catching another movie or show on Netflix or Amazon Prime.  And then another.  And then another.  As if delay leads to forgetting, to putting aside for another day.  Do we think so little of ourselves that we don’t want to spend the time understanding our thoughts, not listening to what our hearts and minds, in the silence of the moment, is trying to tell us?

A time out.  A time for contemplation, perhaps even a prayer.  Purposeful and deliberative pause and reflection.  Do we always want to live a life reacting to everyday events with nary a though to what we are doing?  Do we want to live a life planned out for us, by us?  Or do we want to look at ourselves, maybe even at stolen moments, and try to see, to feel, to understand what we are doing, who we are, what matters most in our lives?

When we look within ourselves, we may find that what stands out is not what we think is important, or what the world deems is important, or what we want to be important.  Take the time to stop and think.  To listen, in the silence of the moment, for a voice that is always there, guiding our lives.  Each of us, whatever the age, whatever faith we believe in, can take a moment to listen and to see what stands before us.

Broken or whole, we owe it to ourselves to pause for a moment.  To see that colored leaf that glows in the sun.  To find within ourselves the thing that stands out.  To find that even in the silence, we are not alone. That all that we are, all that we can be, is not just about you or me.  It is about us.  The moments of our lives that truly matter are not full of I’s.  It is in the we’s the we are made whole.

Moments

I walk out of my front door to get the phone from my car and I look up
The crescent moon shines brightly in the quickly darkening sky
Twilight receding, stars ascending and in front of me
Stands mighty Orion, with Rigel’s light blazing forth
And to one side sits Canopus, with the brightest star in the sky
Looking down on me as I gaze upward one more time
And see the beauty that only the sisters can bring
The seven forever chased by the hunter
And as the winter stars meet the horizon ever earlier
In a slowly changing dance, a sequence of moments, each a memory
Spring will come soon enough
The past will be past, but like the stars that circle the earth
They remain with us, reminding us
That what we treasure is not lost
For they will always shine brightly in our hearts
As long as love endures