Contemplative Eyes

Last night after her last event the keeper came home charged up about the sermon she had heard this morning.  She said that Fr. Ely's homily at St. James was a call to contemplation midst the distractions.  She also mentioned to me that she is grateful that Prince Anastassi talked her into putting this blog together because it forces her to pay attention and put on tigers' eyes and ears and give attention to things which she often ignores. 

Like today, which is an errand day.  She came home with a list of things she had seen which literally or figuratively jumped at her and said ,"See me!  She loves her lists.  Here are some snatches from it.

1.  The adolescent East Indian women waiting at a bus stop on N. 155th who were jumping out at cars causing near accidents or heart attacks.
2.  The quiet men at St. Vincent de Paul on Aurora who bend down from the loading docks hour after hour to take stuff we don't want.
3.  The octogenarian great grandmother  who boldly maneuvered  her motorized scooter with its little flag on a tall pole waving  across Linden Avenue in the face of impatient and rude motorists.  She did have the green light, after all.
4.  The young preschooler chasing after her mother down 135th St. unaware that her sun hat had flown off like a kite.
5.  The apricot sky brushed with swirls of silver clouds  like canopies over Lake Washington this evening.
6.  A butterfly dancing along the bushes on 145th.

The keeper thinks this is special.  This is the world I see all the time.   And I see even more marvels from my window. But I think she is learning.