“I believe that within the core of every human being dwells a yearning for the meaning that lies beyond the prosaic reality of everyday life. We reach out for evidence of something beyond the ordinary.” ~ Denise Linn
Love the image beside these words—the perspective juxtaposition of immediate foreground against the distant horizon implying a well-trod path along the leaf’s midrib toward the astral orb of light.
Who hasn’t taken that imaginary path during some vision? But few might equate a leaf held in their hand as the vehicle for such transportation; and yet on some level of comprehension, it makes perfect metaphoric sense—at least as much sense as any other consideration.
“…We reach out for evidence of something beyond the ordinary.”
Perhaps one of our greatest assets and at the same time our biggest weakness, is the ability we have to adapt quickly to ‘sensory input patterns,’ meaning that any phenomenon’s newness wears off quickly to our constantly-assessing analytical mind to the point that we may discard its peripheral significance or even the possibility of its greater importance beyond that which we can immediately discern.
Said more simply: We tend to ignore that which is more familiar to us (if we deem it non-threatening), because with familiarity it has become ‘just another leaf on the side of the road.’ Which unfortunately then makes it “ordinary.”
But is it ordinary?
Is anything that we experience REALLY ordinary, or do we just tend to view most aspects of our lives in that manner?
My opinion leans to the latter: We may deem them ordinary because that’s how we choose to view them. But maybe LIFE is actually a bit more open to one’s personal interpretation.
What’s that applicable William Blake poem?
“To see a World in a Grain of Sand And Heaven in a Wild Flower, Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand And Eternity in an hour…”
Maybe the importance of that leaf in hand just depends on how you choose to perceive it.