Details create the bigger picture.
- Sandford I. Weil
And the only way to see those details is by getting in close. Miss the details and you could quite possibly miss the bigger picture...
In life I tend toward, get the heck up there and soar! I like aerobatics. Zoom. It’s fun. It’s exhilarating. And hey, we’ve got to check out that "big picture," right? It is a dilemma though (one of many), because I also love the details. Yeah, the details can drive me to utter distraction, which is already a failing of mine. “Utter Distraction” could be my middle name. I’ll never know though, because it doesn’t hold my interest long enough for me to find out. I’d have to check out my birth certificate. And on the way to looking for my birth certificate, I’m sure I’d find a bazillion other pieces of paper that would be fun to browse and by the time dinner rolled around I’ll have forgotten what I was looking for in the first place. See? Distracted. Easily.
As distracted as I may (may? hah!) get, I do realize that we really need to view everything in life from both angles: way up high and down in close. Otherwise, you will miss stuff. Important stuff. There are things that you absolutely cannot see unless you get down in close and really look.
"Getting down," in the non-Jungle Boogie-Kool & The Gang sense, is necessary in life (and in writing). Getting close to something or someone or examining an idea...it can get messy. It can be disillusioning. That's the risk of looking closely.
My point (yep. I do have one) is that unless you're willing to look at things closely you'll never see all those lovely and not-so-lovely fine details. Up close, you will see those wrinkles and scars, but it is the only way you’ll ever get to see that sparkle in someone's eye and the real texture of someone's soul…especially your own.
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| I can't take credit for this one. My husband (definitely the more grounded one of us) spotted this little guy. I just snapped a picture. He's cute though, isn't he? He just posed for us...almost blending in with the fence post he sat on. |
