I don't know what made me think of this right now, but, for some reason--right in the middle of making the birthday chocolate sheet cake that Michael requested, I began to wonder what my idea of a perfect world might be. A vision unfolded--just as I stuck my finger in the icing for a sample. I found myself smiling--as I watched my leftover morning coffee reheat in the microwave. "It's very simple," I thought, "and would require very little effort, really." What I saw in my mind's eye was this: Every person in the world forming one big circle, then each turning to the one on the left, and asking, "What can I do for you?"
I'm not sure why I was smiling. I would like to think it was a reflection from the imaginary mere glimpse of something so wonderful! But I'm afraid it might have been the result of some self-ridicule going on there, too, as reality began closing in and clouding my vision.
However. . .which IS reality? WHAT is reality? And who decides? I think I'm going to choose to hold out--to continue to believe--to have faith--that my version of a perfect world is at least a possibility.
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