Grateful for What I have
It
was brought to my attention recently, that I am lucky to have a view worth
looking at;
lucky
to have woods & beaches & bush tracks to wander in.
It
was both humbling & grounding, although I don't think that was their
intention, the person
who
brought all this to mind.
I
am lucky, in so many ways; I do live in what many would consider paradise. My
income may
very
low, but I don't go hungry, and with some careful saving I can enjoy a few
luxuries.
After
this brief but thought provoking encounter I felt so humbled that I just had to
go out into the day and experience my surroundings with new eyes.
I
wandered across the highway to the park, loitering under paperbark and
tea-tree; I spotted a goanna about the length of my arm trying to reach
something in a culvert near the path. He let me get within a few feet of him
(or her), being more preoccupied with whatever was in the culvert.
Turns
out it was a hunk of BBQ chicken someone had thrown away. Cooked meat is not
the natural food of any animal but I was not going to wrestle it away from
those teeth and claws.
Goanna's
are natural scavengers; they eat road kill, eggs and small rodents.
After
taking a few photos of the goanna I headed down through the park towards the
sandy track in the far corner. I passed the yoga/contortionist dude in his
usual place... in his usual contorted position. Always with his eyes closed.
The
ocean was at the far end of the track and a narrow strip of coastal scrub made
up mostly of she-oak and pandanus. I sat in my favorite spot on top of the
dunes, under a small group of pandanus; there was always shade here and a great
view of the ocean.
I
thought about that passing comment, realizing it was a very true statement. I
am lucky.
And
now I am grateful for that truth, more than I was before.
As
I write this I can hear the traffic on the highway out the front… I can hear
the muted tumble as the not so distant ocean rolls up the moon lit sand… but I
hear something too, a possum in the pandanus tree outside my window. I know it’s
a possum because I have seen him scrambling around it, eating the pandanus
fruit.
*
Today
I was reminded to be grateful for what I have.
**
Peace
and Hugs
Thoughts & Photos- SharonleeGoodhand
©27-Nov-13
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