May 13th, 2011
As the song goes, “I have always been a woman who arranges things.”
Last Sunday in Tulsa, I moved a sofa bed. I was very mindful of how it would look and function in the room in a new location but my real goal was to improve my view – from the sofa. A handful of minutes and a dozen or so feet to the west and my daily outlook was radically changed simply by a more expansive, engaging view – seen from the sofa.
Three months after settling in Portland, I moved for a killer view and more balcony space. No one would argue that it wasn’t 180 degrees of pure “WOW!” Floor-to-ceiling 11-foot windows 15-stories above the ground in the Pearl District offered sweeping views of the Willamette River, several bridges, mountains in the next state, the downtown skyline… and all the trains, ships, streetcars, planes, cars and pedestrians that crisscross the city regularly. Rainbows were a regular, magical bonus after frequent showers. I sat for hours on the balcony, mesmerized by sunshine, clouds and countless things that drew my eye, ignited my imagination – even enchanted by birds riding the wind within arm’s length.
Yesterday I paused outside a nearby condominium building with marketing information posted near the entrance. I smiled reading it. Accustomed to seeing information about square footage of living space, balcony area, I had yet to read of “more square footage of window space than a typical Pearl District shotgun style studio.” I was sold!
For years I was, I thought, a savvy business traveler. I sat in aisle seats on airplanes. Now I will walk to the last row on a plane to snag a window seat. It has many rewards.
“When you fly into Portland, always sit on the left side of the plane,” a Tulsa doctor told me a few years back. He is both a pilot and a frequent Oregon visitor. “You’ll see Mt Hood on a clear day,” he promised. Indeed you will!
When taking off westward from Tulsa late one afternoon I enjoyed an extended, seemingly endless, very breath-taking sunset. It was riveting. Another time a Southwest pilot called passengers’ attention to the Grand Canyon below us. It brought tears to my eyes. I hadn’t seen the canyon since I was six years old. It still looks HUGE!
Try this: for a few minutes today lift your gaze from you iPhone. Be in the moment with what is around you. Take a look, a long look. I am willing to bet you will see something new and quite wonderful.