Enthralled by the light of it, I quickly got up from the dump that my pool chair had become and went after it. I was unsure as to what it was, but it dawned on me that perhaps it was important and that I should follow it. Initially, it looked like a bird with glass wings, refracting sunlight, causing it to look prismatic. It floated around the left side of the resort and I gave chase, wondering in one hand, if I was the only one that saw this. Tourists and locals all around me just went about their business while I went head-first after some shiny floating object. As I whipped around the left corner of the building, I ran into one of the tiki bar waitresses, causing her to wear the drinks she was due to serve.
Great things happen in short bursts of time, sometimes too sudden for us to recognize them as valid moments in the lives we lead. We are too busy. We do not pay enough attention. Whatever happens in those moments of greatness never surfaces to our comprehension because we lack the emotional stability to halt our pace and breathe. Somewhere above the high watermark, we stumble. Internally, our compass is not well-attuned, and that leads us to make rash decisions and ultimately take the wrong path down the road.
I never understood what I was chasing, or how great it actually was. In the end, I apologized to the waitress and life moved forward. Still, I made the move; I got out of my chair and went after whatever it was. Things are inevitably intertwined much more than we think we know. Sooner or later we realize that it isn’t about the length of time associated to an event, but rather whether we recognized its importance, its validity and its solidarity.
