It seems
like a small world when you run into someone you know in an unexpected place,
often thousands of miles from where you’ve known them. Delightful.
Living
between two countries, I often spot someone on the street, the grocery store or
the gym that, for a split second, I think I know.
Even
though it’s the wrong city, my brain is slow on the uptake. I’ve already made eye contact-- or
worse -- smiled broadly; thinking that they know me too. It’s usually a look-alike and I quickly
and casually look away.
Why
would I see Lucienne at the Spectrum in Manhattan Beach or Nancy in at the
Marche Bio in Paris?
Things
and people that seem quite familiar and everyday to us are unknown in other
parts the world. It is exhausting
to try to keep up. World events
unfold at a rapid rate.
Achievements that don’t effect me go unnoticed. By me.
I was
excited to hear that Jane Goodall was chosen to be the 2013 Grand Marshall of
the Rose Parade in Pasadena. In
our part of the world, this is a great honor. Her quote in the LA Times this morning pushed me right off
my egocentric position of balance.
She said, “When you grow up in England and spend all your time in
Tanzania…I hadn’t heard of the Rose Parade”. Hmmm. I know who she is…
I guess
this goes back to the "big world" theory.
You can’t be everywhere and know everything. Even if you're Jane Goodall.
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