(Written at 37,000ft altitude.)
It's cool being up here, above where the clouds usually settle on any given day. It feels like a version of Home that I know is only temporary; at least in my present physical capacity. Still, I very much enjoy the view. Here, I am more in touch with Gratitude. A [Gratitude] that is sometimes easy to forget when one is on the ground level, bombarded by matters and circumstances that would otherwise have far less meaning from this vantage point, on high. I will do well to keep this in mind when I rejoin the others. Somehow, I tend to find myself wrapped in the distractions of other energies, like a manufactured product you know isn't good for you, but has a certain immediate convenience, which excuses trading what's whole and pure for what's defective - truth for comforting lies. Maybe it's just me.
The window seat puts into perspective how small we really are; how minuscule our first world issues are, in the grand scheme of this massive planet, and the universe at large. I am reminded of just how perfectly and divinely aligned everything in existence is. And then there is us: the humans, going against the grain in every way imaginable, with the audacity to think that we can actually battle Earth. Ha! If only we really knew...
Donnell E. Smith