Look Down and Think
They say that the grass is always greener . . . over there where the other guy is.
In a world of social media networking, it’s easy to get overwhelmed with insignificance.
Turn away for a minute and real or imagined distance seems to happen.
It’s can seem that the world has left us bereft and virtually homeless.
It’s not an unknown feeling. Thoughts of being a social outcast have been with us since we’ve been with each other.
Shakespeare even bemoaned such feelings in my favorite sonnet.
When in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes
I all alone beweep my outcast state,
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,
And look upon myself, and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featured like him, like him with friends possessed,
Desiring this man’s art, and that man’s scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least . . .
It was love that saved him.
Yet in these thoughts my self almost despising,
Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven’s gate;
For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
And someone probably looked at Shakespeare “desiring his art.”
Last Monday, I was thinking about all of this, when I looked down to see that
the grass at my feet was as green as I could ever wish.
Sometimes I take other folks’ grass too seriously.
Have you thought about what you already have that other folks only hope to experience?
–ME “Liz” Strauss
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