This week like other weeks, I have been confounded by the messages pouring down on my head from the media. I don’t know what to focus on. I feel like a telescoping camera lens that can’t stop adjusting in and out bouncing from situations that happen a world away to minute trivia from personal life situations.
This week a NBC news team happened to be on Everest. They were able to give us up to the minute footage of the injured being carried off the mountain after the avalanche killed at least 15 sherpas in an advance group that was bringing up the western climbers gear to stage their next camp.
At the same time, Bryant University was asking graduates not to take selfies as they cross the stage to accept their diplomas. Seriously, aren’t there going to be 45 pictures a minute taken of them by their friends and families? And should I be wasting any thought on this?
There has to be a starting point, a focal point for how I look at the world or I’m in whiplash. And with so much playing on my emotions, I feel frozen as an observer rather than an active player. What are my intentions? Who and what is important to me? Why is today different from any other day? Why does what I do matter?
This week, with so many major religions celebrating holy days, it is a good time to review. Going back to our traditions and remembering the generations before us that survived conditions we couldn’t even imagine may help us get focused amidst all the stimulus. Take a moment to reflect.