It’s A Small World

It’s A Small World

By Richard M. and Robert B. Sherman

It’s a world of laughter,
A world of tears.
It’s a world of hopes,
And a world of fears.
There’s so much that we share,
That it’s time we’re aware,
It’s a small world after all.

Chorus:
It’s a small world after all.
It’s a small world after all.
It’s a small world after all.
It’s a small, small world.

There is just one moon,
And one golden sun.
And a smile means,
Friendship to every one.
Though the mountains divide,
And the oceans are wide,
It’s a small world after all.

Chorus:
It’s a small world after all.
It’s a small world after all.
It’s a small world after all.
It’s a small, small world.

For your consideration…..

I just have to laugh. This is the message that just would not go away until I got it and blogged it. And I have to think that maybe the process is part of the lesson.Like when things just keep showing up seemingly unrelated until you finally have that ah ha moment.

It started last week. I was teaching school. I went to the office to drop off attendance before leaving. They were playing “It’s a Small World” in the hallways. We all had a good laugh as I told the story about how my mother had given my youngest, Alex, a toy that played that song. She left that song playing over and over until my husband was crazy. Finally one night after she went to bed, he took it and through it out.

It’s a small world is one of those songs that gets in your head and won’t go away. And maybe that is for a reason. The message is beautiful and true. Still, last week I let it go.

Yesterday, I had two coincidences that again called my attention to what a small world this is. The first instance was during lunch conversation with a student teacher I had in my class. Hollie is an Army Reservist and her mother is Army active duty. I was telling her that I could not wait until my Alex hears that her friend was well enough to travel to Alaska to great his fellow Rangers coming home. As I told the story, she said wait, I know this story. I said “Nick Vogt.” “Yeah,” Hollie replies, “My Mom visited him at Walter Reed. He is amazing.” It’s a small world.

Later yesterday, Alex called to say she forgot to tell me that one of her partners during survival training was from Algonac, MI where our cottage, Stillwater, is. It’s a small world.

Then during meditation this morning, I was hit with it again. It’s a small world.

We are reminded that each one of us has an equal part to play. No one’s is bigger than the other. Each person’s part is necessary. True, is seems as though more is asked of some than others, like in the case of Nick. But we were all given the gifts and talent we need in our life tool box. Each tool box is unique. It is our job to maximize those gifts and talent to the best of our ability to fulfill our life purpose.

When there is no judgement, balance and reality can shine. It is important that we not minimize ourselves or others. Equally important is that we not get caught up in the “celebrity” side of life.

When we stand in the balanced reality of who we really are, we see our equality in the role we have to play in the world. When we step out of the bubble of everyday life and realize the it’s not all that big. We also see that the world is not that small.

It’s a small world. Step into your role as the full and equal partner you are in it. That is all that is being asked. That is the HOPE. And so it is.

Bit by bit, piece by piece, HOPE by HOPE action steps anyone can take……

-Meditate. Feel your completeness. Feel your importance. Feel your oneness. Feel you absolute ability.

-Drink lots of water.

-Get outdoors and spend as much time as you can. Take in at least 10 deep breaths.

-Relax. Pay attention. What keeps trying to grab it? Why?

What made me smile yesterday…..

-The students were great.

-My student teacher was great.

-My Alex is great.

-I slept long and hard.

Love, Blessings and Gratitude,

Chris