December 21, 2017
Pay Attention. Appreciate. Listen. Imagine.
Mary Anne Radmacher
My grand nephew Erick Pickersgill has gained international fame for his photo series Removed (http://www.ericpickersgill.com/removed). Media all over the world has reported on his work and his plea for us to set aside our phones once in awhile and pay attention to the world around us, He has done TED talks as well as numerous interviews on the social phenomenon that has distracted so many of us.
There is a lot to be said for stopping to smell the roses. There is a world all around us that we can appreciate if only we see it. Here is a short story that suggests that you and I can benefit by paying attention to what is happing as we go through our days.
Find a Release
by: K.C. Leong
Open your eyes. What do you see? Do you see the crowds of people walking around? Look at their faces. Curious looks, snobs, anger, expressionless looks, looks of concentration. Did you notice the person that was smiling at you? Look again. See the trees waving to you in greetings?
Concentrate now on your hearing. What do you hear? Traffic? Discussions on the latest gossip? People on the cellular phones that are trying to compete with the noise? Cursing and swearing? Or the radio / television of your neighbors? But do you hear the songs of praises the birds in the day sings for you, or the lullaby the insects orchestrate for you in the night?
Now smell the air. Exhausts? Odors you feel repulsive? Smell again. Concentrate this time. You will find the fragrance of the perfect blossom.
Focus your senses to your skin. Feel the heat? The humidity? But did you not also notice the breeze that is gently trying to cool you? Feel the frost of the winter, biting through all your insulation. Again feel the warmth that the sun is wrapping around you in a warm embrace. And the warmth that is already within you that your heart is circulating.
There is always comfort around us if you know where to look. There is too much distractions in this society. Focus your senses in the correct way and you will find a release.
“Who doesn’t want to know that we notice them and value them? And who might respond to us better when they feel that they matter? It probably cannot be overstated – it matters…that people matter.”
The 4 toughest questions for men are:
- What are you thinking about?
- Do you love me?
- Do I look fat?
- Do you think she is prettier than me?
What makes these questions so difficult is that each one is guaranteed to explode into a major argument if the man answers incorrectly ( i.e. tells the truth). Therefore, as a public service, each question is analyzed below, along with possible responses.
Question # 1: What are you thinking about? The proper answer to this, of course, is: “I’m sorry if I’ve been pensive, dear. I was just reflecting on what a warm, wonderful, thoughtful, caring, intelligent woman you are, and how lucky I am to have met you.”
This response obviously bears no resemblance to the true answer, which most likely is one of the following:
Question # 2: Do you love me? The proper response is: “YES!” or, if you feel a more detailed answer is in order, “Yes, dear.”
Question # 3: Do I look fat? The correct answer is an emphatic: “Of course not!”
Among the incorrect answers are:
Compared to what?
I wouldn’t call you fat, but you’re not exactly thin.
A little extra weight looks good on you.
Question # 4: Do you think she’s prettier than me? Once again, the proper response is always: “Of course not!”
Incorrect responses include:
Yes, but you have a better personality.
Not prettier, but definitely thinner.
Not as pretty as you when you were her age.
“I didn’t attend the funeral, but I sent a nice letter saying I approved of it.”
Near St. Vincent’s Hospital in New York City, I noticed two firefighters standing at the door of their ambulance. The window was partly down, and they were talking to a small child inside, instructing her how to open the latch. Nearby, a young mother looked on patiently.
Assuming they had invited the curious girl into the ambulance to check it out, and she’d locked the doors by mistake, I said, “She locked herself in, eh?”
“No, we locked ourselves out,” one of the men said. “We borrowed her from her mother because she could fit through the open space in the window.”
An old maid was complaining to the police about an obscene phone call. “And for an hour and a half, that terrible man was saying the filthiest things he wanted to do to me… ”
A big, burly man visited the pastor’s home and asked to see the minister’s wife, a woman well known for her charitable impulses.
“Madam,” he said in a broken voice, “I wish to draw your attention to the terrible plight of a poor family in this district. The father is dead, the mother is too ill to work, and the nine children are starving. They are about to be turned into the cold, empty streets unless someone pays their rent, which amounts to $400.”
“How terrible!” exclaimed the preacher’s wife. “May I ask who you are?”
The sympathetic visitor applied his handkerchief to his eyes and sobbed, “I’m the landlord.”
“Now I feel free, and hope is creeping back. Maybe because I’m paying attention to what I have rather than what’s missing.”
Management is not responsible for duplicates from previous dailies. The editor is somewhat senile.
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