Amazing, the things we pass day in and day out and never notice. This is carved on a bench set into the side of a fountain in a park by my office. I’ve walked by it dozens of times and never noticed that the sides are incised with questions. I think they’re related to some sort of civic organization that paid for the fountain, but when I finally “saw” them, they seemed like gnomic questions designed to probe the conscience of a passerby. I know I should ask myself this much more often than I do. Is what I’ve written authentic, or just easy filler that approximates the truth? When I have a difficult conversation with my one of my adult children, do I say what’s on my mind or bite my tongue in order to maintain the peace? Do I turn the light on my own behavior or do I automatically think problems or disagreements are my coworker’s fault? Do I love unselfishly enough? I need to stop and sit on that bench every now and then.
I wonder if they have benches at Burning Man?
“I need to stop and sit on that bench every now and then.”
Don’t we all? more often than every now and then in some cases.
I also like this those times when I’m beating myself up over a few pounds gained or an opportunity missed. Thanks for sharing.
I love your taste in music! Really love it, every time I call by you stun me with some new sound I haven’t heard. Thank you.
As for the seat, what a lovely idea. We all need to take the time to sit on seats with questions I suspect.