It's a Small, Small World
It's amazing how in only two weeks the world I once knew--so vast, large, expansive--has become so small. Here in the Grand Canyon, it's a small town, small village and a great big canyon. Still, I find myself becoming a bit out of touch with the rest of the world, and developing a closer-knit existence with the surrounding community.
I've made friends with the locals, attended community events and been interested in what's happening here. Just last Friday was the high school graduation and the announcement made it to the cover of the newspaper. As I walked through the town, I noticed the newsstands loaded with front-page headlines about the graduation and featuring pictures of each of the graduates. I've never been in a place that seemed so big geographically and yet so small when it came to its inhabitants.
I find myself having to make a concerted effort to branch out and see what's happening in the rest of the world. I can only imagine how the world will appear to me at the end of this experience. Will I find my world fitting into the confines of the glass perimeters of a souvenir snow globe of the Grand Canyon? Will the world I once endeavored to explore disappear behind the backdrop of my present reality?
This place, new and exciting to me, presents each day as an adventure; and opportunities for spiritual revelation. This place, that seems almost limitless as I stand on the edge of the rim looking as far as I can, and still not seeing its end. This place, miles and miles of land, rocks, trees and wildlife has shifted my perception, and reminded me that indeed, it is a small, small world.