I was feeling down. Not my normally "life-is-always-good-self" if you will. All the crazy *#@! going down with the Re-model at work has been weighing heavy. I have been telling my subordinates at work that when all is said and done we are going to be "SO MUCH BETTER!" when everything is finished. Well, to put it as plainly as I can, we are not even on the blueprints; we never were. The Maintenance Department is only a necessary evil. We don't make $$$ and we are a loss from the get go. So: "We don't get nothing."
...I was beginning to feel I had outright lied to them.
Don't get me wrong; things are better: but only marginally. We used to work in a hallway and had to deal with people walking through us and our workspace like we were not even there. Now... We have been pushed into a corner. Literally. There is no place for us or our equipment and sometimes it feels like no-one cares.
Alright; there it is. This is how I got there. Why I was discouraged. You get the picture and I need not whine any more than I already have.
Now for that moment with the universe...
I was in the new entranceway earlier in the day and noticed a distressed Darning-needle fly in through the open doors.
(Call it a Dragonfly if you like, but my Nana always referred to to them as Darning-needles. ...after Hans Christian Anderson perhaps; for that would be my guess anyway.)
So there I was; when a bug fearing female employee from another department saw it as well and said: "Kill that bug before it gets in the store!"
(Obviously she doesn't know me very well!)
...I shooed it outside instead and went back to work.
Later, an hour or so, I was on my rounds again when my manager pointed to the very same creature, fluttering about the front-end near the cash registers; bouncing off the big plate glass windows.
I followed her slowly, cupped my hands, gently scooped her up and walked outside. She peeked between my thumb and forefinger but did not seem to mind my protective confinement.
Soon I was rounding the edge of the storefronts and walking along the building towards the woods.
As I approached the trees I slowly opened my palms. She just sat there and didn't move! Then for some reason only the universe knows; I began stroking her wings with my index finger. She sat down in my palm and relaxed! I stroked her again and said "Hello." in a whisper of amazement....
She tilted her head to the right and peered at me knowingly. If I didn't know any better I would swear she winked! Then she arose ever so slowly, until about my eye level; turned: and flew off into the wood.
I watched as she went, a little stunned: but suddenly at peace with my world.
Evil knows evil. Goodness recognizes itself. Can you look into the face of God? Obviously I think so... (It helps of course to at least be open to the possibility...)
Oh, and when he/she looks at you, you might want to be looking back.
Life IS good!
Sometimes you simply have to look into the face of God; know what you're looking at: and remember!
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