The Pollyanna Chronicles

This afternoon I fled the construction site that is my house for a picnic bench by the ocean. With my laptop screened by the shade of the eucalyptus trees, the following message arrived:

This powerful lure is just down the street, a stone's throw away, yet mostly you ignore it. Just because it's here all the time doesn't lessen it's significance. There are times in your life, Cathy, when the sameness of life blinds you to the truly magnificent. Your “to dos” roll one into the other, never ending, never finished. The ordinariness of your responsibilities overshadows the miracle that is right in front of you. Life is an uncanny and perpetually exciting balance between the everyday and extraordinary. Even that word, EXTRAordinary, is wrong headed. There is nothing extra about it. What you would call extraordinary is, in fact, ordinary. Put on your other glasses and you’ll see of what I am speaking.

What glasses?

You should know by now I don’t answer questions for which you already have the answer. I am here to serve, not save. Close your eyes and you will see.