Beyond the narrowing walls of her life, she was still able to feel a part of the world outside. The sun streaming through that window seemed to warm her frail frame and cheer her failing heart. I thought a lot about windows during those weeks as I sat beside her bed.
I realised we see the world beyond the window through the lens of our current life. We see it from our perspective. My mother looking out at the end of life, finding comfort in a blue sky and trees waving in the wind ... a child waiting with anticipation at the window for daddy to come home or someone on holidays, curled up by the fire, watching soft rain pattering on the windowpane. The view changes with the direction of our life.
And I realised that windows look in both directions. While we look out on the world, we look in at life. Windows are our eyes and ears on the world if we take the time to look.
It wasn’t until I slowed the car and rolled down the windows that I realised I spend most of my days driving ‘through’ life without driving ‘in’ life. So, I’ve decided to walk because the pace is slower and the windows are always down. Craig Lounsbrough
Maybe we need to wind down the windows more often and take in the view and stop to wonder.
We are all windows to each other. I can peer at you through the glass pane or open the window wide and not only see you more clearly but allow you to discover me in the full light of day. I can choose to take the time to get to know your story and offer you mine.
Real relationships are the product of time spent, which is why so many of us have so few of them. Craig Lounsbrough