“Wakeup Calls”


Sometimes I find myself standing at the side of my bed pulling back the covers to get in. Only it feels like I déjà vu, over and over again.  I’m living my days, but I’m not present to what I’m doing if that makes any sense. It takes awareness before you can awaken to what you really want. I do want to be more mindful, but my days continue to slip away before I know it. I believe we are always getting messages and wakeup calls, but sometimes we have to be in the right place at the right moment to see it.

I was flipping through the channels on my TV without any thought of what I was looking for, and an old movie called “Our Town,” caught my eye.  I had seen it a long time ago, but didn’t remember what it was about. So I sat down to watch this old movie in black & white. It’s a play writing by Thornton Wilder. The quality of the picture was so bad I thought twice about watching something else, but I didn’t. There was something about it that kept me watching from one scene to the next.

What grabbed and shook me was this deeply poignant scene that takes place in a graveyard. Ghosts comfort the young heroine, who has recently died giving birth. Emily grieves over the life she has just left, and asks to revisit just one ordinary unimportant day in her life. When she gets her wish, she realizes how much the living take for granted.

“I didn’t realize,” she confesses mournfully, “all that was going on, and I never noticed…clocks ticking…and Mama’s sunflowers…and food…and coffee…and new ironed dresses… and hot baths…and sleeping…and waking up.”

“Oh, earth,” she cries out, “you’re too wonderful for anybody to realize you.”

God never ceases to amaze me how He finds ways to show me just what I need at the right time. And I am blessed because I took the time to listen to that inner voice telling me in its way to stay tuned and listen to the message. Yes, indeed, the earth is wonderful, and I want to be a part of every waking moment it has yet to show me.

Our Town

About connieszone

I've come to know myself as a unique individual expression of God. I love that there is only one me in all the world. I'm still learning, growing and experiencing all the wonders that this life has to teach me. I live, move, and breath in this shell of a body God has given me, and together we travel. He see's, hears, taste, smells and touches all that I experience through the individual personality that I am. I believe He exist in each one of us for the same purpose. I am a daughter, sister, wife, mother, grandmother and friend to many. I love to write and express the many thoughts that swim around in my head. I love to read. I'm a creative crafty kind of person. I love being in my garden. I've been working on my families genecology for 25 years. I think that about sums me up for now.

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