Airplane rides
Are the best for reflecting. And for listening to the best playlists. And for movies.
But most importantly they give space. Ironic I know because I’m confined to this tiny seat and packed all my stuff for my trip into a backpack so I don’t have to pay extra. But the space when you travel with less and leave it all behind creates is such a gift.
It reminds me the world is so much more than the tiny city I live in. Not because its population is 7,000…that’s my hometown. The tiny city I live in now has thousands and millions of you count Denver and not just the suburbs.
But it’s tiny because it’s limited. It’s filled with that which is confined to Robb Way and Newton and CCU and Target and South Valley and LHS swimming and Marino’s and King Soopers. Things that when I’m in the middle of them I think are either so important or so big and urgent.
And then you go up in the sky and watch Pinocchio and listen to songs that touch your heart and remind you to face your fears. And then I realize my fears take up way too much space. But the worst part is they pretend that they don’t. They don’t fit at all when you are confined to a “backpack for your travels”. And they take up unnecessary space when you need to leave space for those fun souvenirs you find on vacation…like my Mike Wiziski hoodie which I need a ton of space for. And if I overpacked I couldn’t get anything new.
And this isn’t about packing or stuff…it’s an analogy about letting go. It’s what I said to my brother this week…we don’t ignore the hurts and tragedies in our life, but we can’t stay stuck either.
And I think I’m going to take it one step farther and say you need to take some stuff out to make space for that which you don’t even know yet you want or need…like Indiana Jones hats, or vinyl records, or Mike Wyzoki hoodies…and if you don’t have any space you have to keep saying no to that which should be a yes.
So I’m going to clear some space in my life right now…and I might just make room for some new surprises and things I pick up along the way.
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