I tried to write a post about breaking the status quo when I got entranced by Andrew Bird and watching the snow lightly whisper to the ground outside my window. As I attempted to describe paying more attention to the beauty in the world around us, I stared off into a distant, peaceful place and couldn’t think of the worlds I wanted to say. I was doing, not writing, which was exactly what I wanted to write about.
Breaking the status quo. On a normal day I wake up, fix a cup of coffee, and shuffle off to class. I stare at the sidewalk to make sure I don’t slip on ice. But I’m also inadvertently ignoring the world around me.
Two winters ago, I complained about the lack of color in winter. Then slowly, I started noticing all of colors around me. Reds and purples in tree bark, the icy blue of Lake Michigan, the occasional evergreen fighting off the winter with its hearty needles. It may sound stupid, but looking is the only way to see anything differently. Focusing your attention on focusing around you.