"Hope" is
the thing with feathers—
That perches in the
soul—
And sings the tune
without the words—
And never stops—at
all—
-Emily Dickinson
On Sunday night, I had dinner at this little Mexican joint, La
Rancherita; it sits downtown between Anna’s Pizzeria and The Rusty Bucket. The
little pale yellow bakery that sells giant Kahlua crème horns is across the
street. La Rancherita serves good food, and, if you’re watching, the place is full
of interesting and fascinating people. A
lovely little family of four walked in, and caught my attention immediately. The
tiny little girl was wearing a pretty blue knitted cap, and she picked out a
seat in a booth far away from her family, and declared that this was where she
wanted to sit. She was already adventurous and outspoken. The little boy wanted
to have a seat facing a television so that he could, "watch sports;” but, he
was carrying a little paperback book and immediately started drawing; he was a
dreamer and an artist.
What I noticed instantly was that both parents were communicating
with each other and with their kids. Not only were they communicating with
words, but they were communicating with their body language. They were really
and truly focused on each other and on their children. They were involved in
what the kids were playing with, what they were interested in, and really hearing
what they had to say. It was very refreshing to see this genuine human
interaction. Not at any time, did either of them take out a phone, to look at,
or take pictures with. They simply interacted with their children.
We live in a world where we are glued to our cell phones,
causing an immeasurable amount of lost and missed human interactions. Repeatedly,
I see children trying to capture their parent’s attention, but there’s clearly something
more important in that lighted box, so the child is ignored, or told to stop
and be quiet. Technology is great, except when it isn’t; and as a result of it,
we are simultaneously so connected and so distant from one another.
But this little family gave me hope.
A wonderful observation and a great sentiment that we would all do well to practice. We use these devices to stay in contact with one another, but seldom do we ever really communicate. Communication requires listening and understanding, and in the fast-paced world, listening to another is becoming a lost art. I love this! Please continue your writing. You have a gift!
ReplyDeleteWell said. If only, we could do it right connect in the right ways at the right times.
ReplyDeleteI agree. :)
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