Circumstances are like a mattress: When we are on top, we rest in comfort; when we are underneath, we are smothered. Anonymous I think it was 1982. I
know it was October. A friend *had business dealings in the city of Reno,
Nevada, and I was asked to accompany her on an overnight trip. While she
conducted her business, I was aimlessly wandering down Virginia Street, headed
into a most gloriously beautiful sunset. I had an urge to speak to someone on
the street to share that beauty, but I couldn’t make eye contact with anyone.
It seemed everyone was shuffling along looking at their feet. I took the next-best
action6. Quickly I ducked into a department store and asked the lady behind the
counter if she could come outside for just a minute. She looked at me as though
I were from some other planet and said, “Well ...” I said, “It will only
take a moment.” Seemingly against her better judgment, she moved toward the
door. When she got outside I
said to her, “Just look at that sunset! Nobody out here was looking at it and I
just had to share it with someone.” For a few seconds we
just looked. Then I said, “God’s in his heaven and all’s fight with the world.’’
I thanked her for coming out to see it; she went back inside and I left. It
felt good to share the beauty. I forgot about the
episode. Four years later my
situation had altered considerably. I had come to the end of a twenty-year
marriage. I was alone and on my own for the first time in my life and in
drastically reduced circumstances. I lived in a trailer park which, at the
time, I considered a real come-down, and I had to do my wash in the communal
laundry room. One day, while my
clothes were going around, I picked up a Unity Magazine and read an article
about a woman who had been in similar circumstances. She had come to the end of
a marriage, moved to a strange community, and the only job she could find was
one she disliked: cosmetic sales in a department store. We had a lot in common.
She was as bummed out as I was. Then something
happened to her that changed everything. She said a woman came into her
department store and asked her to step outside to look at a sunset. The
stranger had said, “God’s in his heaven and all’s right with the world,” and
she had realized the truth in that statement and that she simply had not been
seeing it. From that moment on, she turned her life around. (EDITORS’15 NOTE: Sherry returned to the laundry room but the magazine was gone. She wrote Unity Magazine, but they were moving when they received her letter and couldn’t help. She wants the woman in Reno to know that she has done the same thing for her. The gift has come full circle.) |
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