Welsh Witterings: Do you see what I see?
The task of moving home and business has found me riding on a wave of memories. Each time I have emptied a drawer or cupboard memories have been churned up and it has made me rather reflective. Finding cards I made at nursery school, photographs of times and people long gone; discovering trinkets that my eldest daughter made in her early years and discovering my childhood collection of shells, have all made me reflect over how fast and fragile life is. In many respects I believe that the emotional elements to moving are harder than the physical aspects, but I must say I’ve been very happy to be re-united with some of my long lost belongings that have been in storage for years and I’ve had some lovely memories (rose tinted of course) come flooding back.
What packing and moving has made me realise is how little we really look, I mean really look. Yes, we observe things in our day to day lives and around us, but we miss many intricacies and small works of beauty and I believe this is because we don’t take the time to truly look. As I have been packing up belongings my children have been helping and my seven year old has come across many things in drawers , many of them quite mundane,that she has termed as ‘pretty’ before commenting on more detailed intricacies and snippets of beauty that I believe as adults we become too busy to do. We notice things quickly, observing the seasons, the rain, the snow, the sun and the moon, without much thought. Perhaps we are all just too busy and wrapped up in our busyness to really look beyond casual observation and this seeing without looking and living without being fully present is so common in today’s society, especially in such a digitally governed society. I see so many people viewing the world through the camera of their phone and I wonder how involved or truly conscious they are in the activity they are avidly recording.
I can’t help thinking that today we record more events and moments in photographs than ever before, but I am not sure whether we are capturing memories or just producing an inventory of life events. It is in the details we get lost and I know that I can be guilty of not focusing on the moment because I am focusing on the grand picture and leading a busy life can make me want to skip through tasks as quickly as possible in order to tick everything off my list, but when you take time and remember to see the detail inside the beauty of an event or object; after all the stories, detailing, memories and hopes and history of a moment or item are what create quality memories and experiences and what give meaning to life beyond a social media status.
When life is hectic it is hard to sometimes take time and practice patience, because when pressed for time we are always thinking ahead…thinking what is next, what needs doing next, how will I do that, how will I get there and a trillion other stressful and mind-filling questions that can easily result in a head full of chatter and them garnering much more attention than they deserve. What deserves our attention is the details, the moments, the sometimes hidden at first glance beauty that make life worthwhile. So perhaps we need to forget the grand plans in life and start noticing and embracing the small moments and cherish the sound of crisp leaves under foot, observe the patterns in the morning frost, take notice of buzz of the bees and see beyond their initial beauty, but instead take time to really look.
Perhaps, if we all took more time to be patient, still and observant the world would be a better place. There is so much emphasis placed on social media followings and status that it is as if we are living a false reality and perhaps a daily dose of mindfulness could be a good remedy.