As a city dweller, you learn to walk defensively. That’s why I saw her glance to her left — but not to her right — before she turned out of the medical center parking lot, her right hand on the steering wheel, a big yellow bowl with a spoon balanced in her left. (It was about 7:45 a.m. Breakfast cereal, maybe?) She never saw me, but happily I saw her, so I’m here to write this.
The Seattle Times reported yesterday that traffic levels have rebounded to near-normal levels statewide. I remember how I wished last spring that cars might stay parked a lot more once we returned to “normal.” No such luck. Even though the kids are home from school for the summer and many people are still working remotely, most of us have reasons to drive somewhere. I get it; I actually drove to my walk this morning (since it was in my old neighborhood and I needed to get gas and groceries afterward), and I’ll be driving to a campsite later this weekend to beat the 100-degree-plus heat forecast for Seattle.
Still, I’d like to put in a few words for mindfulness, for taking a few minutes to enjoy breakfast at home, for savoring every sunrise and sunset, and for going slow when you have the opportunity. As the hardest part of the pandemic ends, maybe we can pretend we still have all the time in the world.
Thanks for reading Surely Joy. Enjoy a couple of songs from The Head and the Heart, recorded in 2011 at Doe Bay in the San Juan Islands.