Somewhere, out there, there's a world outside of Yonkers, Dear Reader. Close your eyes and see it glisten, Dear Reader. Listen, Dear Reader...
Ok, I am paraphrasing from the song "Out There", written by Jerry Herman in the musical Hello, Dolly!.
The sentiment of the song is very poignant. Close your eyes and listen. Close your eyes and imagine. Imagine what? A better world? A better self? YES! With the craziness swirling all around us, where ugliness and anger rule the day, what are we to do other than listen. Listen to ourself. Listen to each other. Listen to the world. Ok, ok, I know this is just a simple blog so lets lighten things up...
This morning, I stumbled into my kitchen, preparing to make a cup of coffee and post. Because I never procrastinate, I did a load of laundry, fed the birds, opened all the windows and heard something lovely, a train whistle. Lately I have been thinking a lot about trains. I have been thinking how wonderful it would be to take a train trip. Just that thought fills my heart with joy. The thought of bonding with my country through rail travel. The thought of getting to know my children a little better because someone else will do the driving. Someone else will do the cooking. I just have to show up and be clean.
This morning I also hear traffic in the distance, my refrigerator, a plane flying overhead, running water, alarms, the breeze and birds, lots and lots of birds. I hear Northern Cardinals, the American Robin, House Finches, American Crows and the snap, twitter and cackle of countless other feathered creatures. I also hear the chitter of grasshoppers and wait, a hawk being chased away... All are sounds of life! All are sounds of community. All are sounds of home.
Right now, take a moment. Open a window or stand in a doorway. Close your eyes and listen. What do you hear? Share what you hear in the comments section and we will all be a bit more connected and inspired to give a little whistle. Who know, maybe someone is listening.
Avid home cook and passionate instructor