Looking Up

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Many of us spend time looking back, glancing in the rearview mirror. More time hopefully is spent looking foward, having a vision, setting goals, then working towards those. How much time do we spend looking up? I mean literally looking up?

This past week the idea of ‘looking up’ hit me three different times. It started with the movie Begin Again starring Mark Ruffalo, Keira Knightley, and Adam Levine. During the movie, the lead characters spent days walking through New York City listening to each others’ iPod music selections and looking, up. They took in all that New York offered, by site. I’ve been to New York several times and I don’t think I’ve ever experienced it that way. I won’t give the movie away because you should see it. But at the end, the lead female character rode her bike through New York after accomplishing something she aspired to for years, again taking the city in, breathing fresh air. While she was starting over, she was taking it all in, looking up. Not missing a moment.

Then I read an article about being mindful and intentially being grateful. “Mindfulness means paying attention in a particular way; on purpose, in the present moment and nonjudgmentally.” The article asked if I see the sky with wonder. Do I see it all, even reflected in my cellphone? Do I stop to look at the tops of trees? Do I engage with what I experience? Umm. No. No. And no. When’s the last time I took note of what was above the trees? Do I taste, see, smell, and hear the miracles of this life?

Through my daily devotion I was reminded of the miracles of God, but do I see them? I’m talking about the every day miracles, those we don’t take time to see. His hand is in it all. The birds, the trees, the stars, the beaches, my eyes opening and closing, my breathing, my coming and my going.

The article, the movie, the devotion, they all left me thinking about how fast this life moves. In the blink of an eye 2015 is more than half over. What have I taken in? It occurred to me that much of the time we are so consumed with day to day life; family, work, fears, worries, what we don’t have, what we’re not, what we still need to accomplish, the to-do list, that we don’t recognize the every day miracles, the blessings.

Starting now, I’m making an effort to be mindful, to look up, to soak it all in. The cliche, stop and smell the roses. Time is short and my days are numbered. So are yours. I challenge you to look up.

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