I’ve been observing life a little differently lately.  Trying to take a step back, turn away from the glare, and open my eyes into the moment illuminated by backlight.

It’s hard to see clearly through one’s own eyes.  But even harder through another’s.  I’m beginning to see, however.  Beginning to see how to start looking.

And I’m grateful for the eye-opening events.  The pangs of clarity.  And the ways life’s grace blesses us with unexpected encounters.  Skinned knees that lead to bandaid kisses. Breath that returns after, momentarily, being taken away.  Tears that cool the burn of searching eyes.

I’m learning to look past the roadsigns pointing to East or West.  And instead, follow the path laid out before me.  The one that I can see only with covered eyes.


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