The first two lines of the song, “Walk On” by the band, Boston are:
“Take a look around you tell me what you can see. I guess it all depends on exactly what you want it to be”
And while you’re thinking about that, here is a story that I just received from Steve Chandler:
A 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud man, who is fully dressed each morning by eight o’clock, with his hair fashionably combed and shaved perfectly, even though he is legally blind, moved to a nursing home today. His wife of 70 years recently passed away, making the move necessary. After many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the nursing home, he smiled sweetly when told his room was ready. As he maneuvered his walker to the elevator, I provided a visual description of his tiny room, including the eyelet sheets that had been hung on his window.
“I love it,” he stated with enthusiasm of an eight-year-old having just been presented with a new puppy.
“Mr. Jones, you haven’t seen the room; just wait.”
“That doesn’t have anything to do with it,” he replied. “Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time. Whether I like my room or not doesn’t depend on how the furniture is arranged, it’s how I arrange my mind. I already decided to love it.”
And here’s a segment from one of my favorite shows, “The Point” showing Oblio’s and Arrow’s encounter with the Rock Man in the pointless forest:
