I enjoy the nighttime sounds as I try to sort them all out. Lights had come on in neighboring homes and gave me a sense of community, even though I don’t know any of the people in those homes. But there was the knowledge that people were there, I was not entirely alone in this community. I think we all like to feel that sense of belonging, regardless of the place in which we find ourselves.
I remember the sense of community I grew up with. Times were certainly different, but regardless, there was that sense of belonging. I think as people rush around, changing jobs and homes like they are only temporary items in one’s life, that sense of community is often abandoned. It was not something I always appreciated. Any indiscretion of manners was always noted by people who knew your parents. You had to stay in top form when I was growing up. Mine was a rural neighborhood. There were not unknown cars and trucks traveling along those roads. We all knew who passed our house on an hourly basis. We were the “village” and many children benefited from that sense of community.
But, as usual, I digress. As I was sitting on my deck after dark, I was reminded of another enjoyment in the summers of my youth. I saw a lightning bug, known as a firefly in some parts of the country. Oh, the nights spent being amazed by the twinkle of those mysterious creatures. The pleasure they gave my sister and me is something I remember quite well. Sadkly, we would gather a jar and try to catch them. We poked holes in the lids of the jar so they would get air, but not quite understanding what those creatures needed, we often forgot to let them escape into the night and would be saddened the next morning when we found they had not survived.
I understand life much better now. I realize that you cannot contain something, holding it captive, and expect it to survive in its full light. Just as I watched the lightning bugs last night and enjoyed the pleasure of their company, I have learned to treasure those kinds of times.......
With people, as well as lightning bugs. I am learning to live in the moment enjoying every experience, not trying to hold onto something that cannot be held. Things like love and affection cannot be grasped and hoarded, but are there for us to enjoy in the moment.
As I remember those summer nights, I am thankful for the lessons I learned from those beautiful creatures.
Something To Ponder