Perspective

Each of us lives in our own little bubble of awareness, with large parts of our lives on automatic.  This is normal.  And when things are not quite right for us, we complain about the discomfort - this too is natural; it is human.

In this I am flagrantly guilty.  I have whined and complained about our cold Seattle weather, far more in person than to you, patient blog readers.  Some might even say that I have whined excessively and incessantly. 

But no more.

I have just returned from spending a few days in Indiana at a family reunion.  Everyone was tan, and everyone was at least tolerant of the temperatures.

Oh My Gosh, the temperatures!  In the 90's and 100's every day!  Humidity so high that my glasses fogged up when I went from air conditioning to the hot, humid outdoors, and water running down the outsides of the windows.

And yet the only whining to be heard was from your correspondent, who, tho he grew up in the Midwest, has clearly now become a Seattle hothouse pansy. 

This morning, I have the heat on in the boat and it is a comfortable 68° in here.

And it is blessedly cool outside.  Tho the temperatures here have remained about the same, a little perspective has changed "cold" into "cool" for me.

I think we all need to get out of our bubbles, our comfort zones, from time to time.  Without the perspective that this brings, our world view becomes self-centered and parochial.  And yes, I think that this applies to much more than weather.  Much, much more.

And now, I am going to put on my jacket and go out and enjoy our wonderful Seattle weather!

Perspective