Have you ever had the privilege of walking to work? When I drove to work in my last vehicle, with car payments, car insurance payments, and gas payments, I drove yearning to drive to work because I wanted to not because I had to. And driving from this J-O-B, I realized that I had been asking my Creative Source to find a way to prevent me from driving to work because I never felt that I wanted to do it. So, one night Massachusetts got hammered with snow: and as I was leaving the parking lot, a snow plow smashed into my car, totaling it. I learned that I never wanted to drive to work. Then when I took the train everyday from Worcester to Westboro, walked 20 minutes from the Westboro T Station to the Stop And Shop plaza on Route 9 to be picked up by a coworker, I began yearning and wanting the privilege to walk to work in Worcester. On that 20 minute walk, for three months, I told my Creative Source, I’m walking to work in Worcester, I’m walking to work in Worcester. To make a long story short, my Creative Source granted my wish: I lost the J-O-B, experienced the trial and tribulation of 77 days, and by August 3, 2009, I was walking to work in Worcester!
And now that I have that privilege of walking to work in Worcester, I can’t help but notice that people are walking funny these days. While I am just short of counting every step and calculating every minute it takes to walk from home to work, I see people walking Main Street fixated on I pods, cell phones, and text messaging. They’re not even looking at the beautiful, billowing clouds in the sky or the bright sunshine reflecting on the windows of the modern and archaic buildings of downtown Worcester. At work, when I take the elevator from the 7th to the ground floors, I am imposed upon by coworkers chatting on their cell phones yapping about things I do not care to hear. Walking and talking and text messaging has taken over walking and looking.
They have no idea what they’re missing. Yet I have an attitude of gratitude when I can walk the streets, make eye contact with someone I don’t even know and say, Good Morning and get a Good Morning back. Even a simple nod of the head is rewarding compared to passing someone by with his eyes looking down at some stupid technological contraption. Technology is wonderful, yes, but not when it merely alienates us from each other and prevents us from looking at each other exchanging smiles and greetings.
And in order to reinforce the point, let me tell you about one sunny Sunday afternoon several weeks ago. It was too beautiful to read in my apartment, so I took my book and I walked, looking down and reading as I journeyed through my hood and read my book. At one point that afternoon, as I was walking and reading, some older man, probably in his 70’s, walked toward me on a sidewalk and made a comment about me reading and walking. I told him I was exercising the body and the mind at the same time. Then he asked me what I was reading. Out of this decision and choice, I sparked a conversation from a total stranger. Would anyone start a conversation with you as you walked down the street fixated on your text messaging, or chatting on your cell phone, or engrossed with headphones on in your I pod? Think about that one! Then ask your local phone company to reinstall your old-fashioned lan line. Burn the superfluous and alienating technology.