A Room With A View

You all thought I forgot to post the rest of the series. Not so, but the views have been sparse so no need for me to rush. Here’s the next installment. Thanks for stopping by…may I suggest you go back and read, 1-3. I think you’ll be glad you did.

Number 4- the view from inside a car.

Not driving by the Grand Tetons or past Central Park, New York, or even past mountain slopes on the Million Dollar highway, just a view as a person who slept in her car. Although ‘slept’ is a loose description of the drifting between dream and wakefulness for a few hours until a hint of dawn brightened the dark. Still, laying there for a few moments, with my junk piled next to me in no order, I couldn’t help but think of what it would be like to actually live out of my car instead of just one night camping. How the space in the back of the car which I barely ever go in, became ‘home’. For those hours, it was my safe space. Hidden from view, nestled in blankets, the world could go by and not even know I existed. It’s just a car parked, benign, ignorable, yet there I was. Stepping out of the flow of humanity, insulated, some would say isolated, I can see the world through my tinted glass windows and that is near enough. Maybe that is all we need sometimes, take a pause from being part of everything in the wider world. No news (how often does it really involve us?), no catching up on Facebook, Instagram, no laughs on TikTok. No connection for a moment to anyone (only a ‘moment’ because the connections are still there, just temporarily invisible) except yourself. Without the chatter, I can rest and listen to the only One who always speaks the crystal clear truth in a small, still voice. I can understand that I can simultaneously have full value as an individual and full value as part of a mesh of people. Sometimes we lose ourselves. We only exist in the context of others lives. At least it could go that way if we don’t stop, breath and know it’s okay to just be you, with all your likes and dislikes, feelings and habits and ways, desires, dreams and thoughts that may intersect with no one. It’s not being self centric to appreciate you are a ‘self’, unique and valuable. Go on, take some time to contemplate you. Go solo camping, sleep in your car. It’s a good view, you’ll see.