Today is the Fourth of July and I have had the pleasure of flying home from a wedding in Charlotte. The exciting thing (and obvious item) about flying in the evening on the Fourth is that it is inevitable you will see fireworks. Now, I am not one who goes crazy over the sight of fireworks (except when it is the “Wishes” presentation at Walt Disney World, I lose it every. single. time), but I do love a good show and I do love the festivities that go into celebrating America’s birthday. I was departing from BWI and was already feeling super reflective after spending a weekend with good friends and being on a layover in a city where many of my closest friends reside. Additionally, traveling alone sometimes does a number on my true nature of being extremely over analytical and reflective – layovers and waiting in airports provide me a lot of time to think and process, which has always been both a blessing and curse.
When the plane finally took off, after being delayed (story of my life), the sight I saw was extraordinary. I could see firework shows from multiple towns. I could see colors of red and blue and white lighting up the night sky. What fascinated me the most about the scenario, are that fireworks, which are so big and loud and extravagant in person, were simply just specks of color and light from the plane’s cruising altitude of 30,000 feet in the air. I think of past summers and Independence Days sitting on the lawn of Arthur L. Johnson High School in Clark, NJ, smelling that distinct, burning firework smell and them feeling so close you’d think a spark would land in your lap. This bird’s eye view showed that there was celebration going on everywhere and our shows may not always be as big as we think.
Lately, I have had a lot going on. With a lot going on, it is easy for our emotions and feelings to become skewed. Things and feelings that seem like a big deal at the time, are simply not when we take a step back. What may seem like the end of the world at the time really can just be “specks of color and light” from 30,000 feet in the air. The saying that “Perception is reality” can be true; we can make things as large as we want in our minds or as small as we want, but that will be your reality at that very moment.
I told myself that in 2015 I would “Breathe” more. We are over half way through the year and I have to be vulnerable and own that I haven’t followed through with this. However, it is never too late to implement a practice into our lives as hard as it could be. With that, I hope to continue to take this cruising altitude view on life and truly look at everything with more perception and depth, knowing that it is okay to have a lot going on, and it does not all have to appear as large as a fireworks show from our backyard.