Sense

I was picking up a new pair of glasses yesterday, and there was a young girl there just learning to put in contact lenses. After many tries, she managed to get one in. Overjoyed, she exclaimed “it’s so weird, everything is clear out of that one eye!” I still feel that way about my contacts. But we all know how important vision and hearing are to us, we’ve all pondered the “Would you rather be blind or deaf?”question. I was watching a show on the Canadian channel the other day on taste and smell, they interviewed a woman who had completely lost her sense of smell. Because of this, there was very little she could taste. Everything was either bland or salty. As much of a hardship as that would be, what really broke my heart is when she talked about how much she missed the smell of lilacs. We had lilac bushes where I grew up, and I have them now, and wouldn’t trade them for the world. I think that may be the best smell on the planet.

I’ve been reading “The Art of Happiness” by His Holiness the Dalai Lama and Dr. Howard C. Cutler. Dr. Cutler discusses lepers, and talks about their skin degeneration being less a problem of disease and more a result of no longer being able to feel. These people don’t know if their flesh is being burned or getting infected unless they see it. So, today, I’m celebrating my senses. My vision is quite bad on it’s own, but very correctable, I’ve got no complaints. You might, though. Because of my vision, I can share two more silly watercolors with you. Sorry.

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