I See What I Am Looking At
Philippe and I were just at Newton Centre Park with Sagey (7), Phoenix (4), Dakota (13 months), and Montana (13 months). Madison (13) was in school or she would’ve been enjoying the park with us. One of my favorite parts about homeschooling is impromptu trips like these. It’s been raining for about five million days in Newton and so when it was hot and sunny we dropped everything and ran for the park.
While I was pushing Dakota on a swing a Supermom said to me, “Oh my God, Are you ‘the’ Supermom? I read your blog every day!”
I smiled and thanked her and we got talking. About kids and being a Supermom and my blog and the weather. She told me again how much she loves reading my blog and that she only wishes that I wrote a new blog every day, and I said, “I do! On my Boston Herald Blog!” She didn’t know what I was talking about and so I told her about “Best Life Ever,” my daily blog on Bostonherald.com. I told her that if she goes to Super-mom.com and looks on the upper right hand corner of the home page, there’s a big link that says “Best Life Ever” with my picture on it. “Oh!” She said. “I’ve never noticed that!” We laughed about how it’s easy to miss something that’s right in front of you.
And it is, especially when you’re asleep. Not literally asleep but walking around on autopilot, as many walking the earth are. I was personally doing so before I found yoga. I was walking around on autopilot, asleep to all of the wonder and magic and miracles around me. Unaware of all of the clues the Universe was giving me, of all the synchronicities that were pointing me in a different direction, if only I would see.
One of my first yoga teachers used to say during class, “I see what I am looking at.” I had no idea what he was talking about. Now I do.