Yesterday I was caught in a traffic slowdown of stop and go traffic for two hours. My usual commute is about 20 mins. The radio told me of a number of accidents on the major routes around town which impacted the bypass route I had taken- it was friday at 5 30. My initial reaction was irritation and concern about riding my brakes. Then I started to see the areas I usually whiz by now dressed in fall finery and frequent elaborate halloween displays in yards as I passed. I drove through a “snowstorm” of tiny golden leaves as the wind blew. Right then I remembered I could choose to be grateful for the time to enjoy this rare view. Each tree is dressed in its signature colors from the dark red of the dogwoods to the golden birch and a few red maples just starting. The hillsides that often hold little definition were highlighting each individual tree and ridge and valley. When the road traveled along the french broad river I watched the sun sparkle on the moving water and felt I had been given a gift. I rolled down the windows and sang along with the radio and smiled and smiled.
Empathy is really important… Only when our clever brain and our human heart work together in harmony can we achieve our true potential.
Right now I am reading Buddha’s Brain by R. Hanson with R. Mendius – a Ph.D. and an MD. The theory that if you can change your brain, you can change your life has intrigued me. Neuroscience has progressed significantly in recent years. This tome not only shows effective ways to develop real happiness in our lives, but also explains physiologically how and why they work. Interesting.
Literature deserves its prestige for one reason above all others – because it’s a tool to help us live and die with a little bit more wisdom, goodness, and sanity.
Ten minute free-write….I am a slow at typing.
Blogging started for me three years ago. The first year I wrote every day, the second was mostly pictures and this year mostly silence. I think of topics but filter them as not important enough. With the massive things going on in the world, my prattle seems of little importance. I have recently agreed with myself to give it more time and write whatever I want, just for me. If others like it that’s great but not the goal….or is it. I find that I miss the little daily communication with a group of loyal followers who I have never met. You are real people to me with lives in far-away places who are generous enough to share snippets of your world. Today’s ready set write seemed a perfect place to start my new goal. Daily post, after the hungersite (free daily click) and before facebook. See you soon.