There was a brief rainbow this evening as we walked on to the beach. When we got home, our son cheerfully informed us that it bucketed down for a short time, and wondered why we hadn’t gotten wet.
Might be stretching it too far. I couldn’t help thinking how the same event creates multiple realities in as simple a thing as rain, just a couple of kms down the road. Both the realities are true for those in them. It’s easy to dig in and argue that ‘my reality’ was the true and competely miss the possibility that ‘your reality’ might have also been true.
Heading back to work next week, and the lesson is worth remembering when inevitably the challenges begin raising their multi-dimensional heads to people who won’t see alternate yet true realities.