Spending even five minutes reading world “news” these days can be soul crushing and make you feel like goodness in the world is gone. But then you meet people that move through the world in a way that gives you hope.
In stark contrast, every night seems to be a celebration in San Juan Cosala! Sitting on the porch I can hear live bands, roosters crowing, the braying of burros, announcements on loud speakers, the whinnying of horses, an endless chorus of dogs barking, church bells, and mucho cohetes! Occasionally, I can even hear a cow. I love it!
As we travel through the national parks, people boldly demonstrate their sense of entitlement. It is hard to believe that even with gorgeous canyons and stunning views all around them, they honk at each other, aggressively pass on narrow roads, and flip each other off. Their behavior screams that they believe they are the most important and must be “first”. Even absorbing natural beauty is a competition. Who saw the most? Who got the best selfie? In reality, they barely see anything because everything is flying by so quickly. Even out here among some of the most beautiful places on earth, many people do not suppress their bad behavior, demonstrate patience or kindness.
As I sat on the porch alone at our home for a few nights in Onalaska, WA, I heard owls hoot, an occasional shriek of a hawk, and the chorus created by chirping crickets. Occasionally the song of farm dogs echoed throughout the valley and I heard a horse whinny. Smoke filled the air from wildfires burning throughout the NW. A blood red moon intermittently peeked out through the clouds and haze. A slight breeze brought the faint sweetness of honeysuckle. I inhaled and absorbed my surroundings. No one else bore witness to the exquisiteness of that moment. They were plugged in. Distracted. Connected to politics and people far away, but missing out on what was right in front of them. I invited them to put away their devices and join me on the porch; within seconds they became cognizant of the beauty the farm offered us…we only needed to be present and receptive.