Re - Trace
is an incredible gift from God. Given too many, used by
few and understood
by fewer. Imagination either grows or it dies.
imagination thrived and flourished for a lifetime.
things that her own reality of poverty and a meager
couldn't afford her nor offer her. Her life was always
because she looked at life through the magnification of
She was generous
too. Grandma shared her gift with everyone,
me. She couldn't help herself, always excited about what
she was seeing.
Pointing and asking, "Can you see the castle in the
Can you see it honey?" Or she would ask, "Melodie do you
see the elephant
in the sky?"
Once in awhile,
not very often she would just quietly gaze into the
sky, as if
confirming what she was seeing. Then she would say with
admiration, "I have never seen a more beautiful leopard,
at all those spots honey. It is truly a special day!
you know how rare it is to see a leopard?"
me. In honesty, I didn't always see the things grandma
to see or pointed out for me to find in the sky, but I was
with her enthusiasm and excitement of seeing it. And I
importantly, I wanted to see it. I wanted the gift. I
wanted to see her beautiful leopard with all its spots.
I learned from
Grandma that imagination isn't embraced or understood
by all. This
was the case, for my grandma. During my grandma's
she received much ridicule because of her gift.
She was in
fact an outcast. There wasn't time for imagination in a
of fifth-teen. Imagination was a hard thing for people
when they were busy trying to survive.
One day my
grandma shared the huge price she had paid for her gift
Grandma looked deep in my eyes and locked on to my stare.
was a constant sore spot with my mama."
that her mama was exhausted most of the time, and
frustrated, and thought everything out of the ordinary
my ways annoying and didn't want me around." Grandma
at her lap.
stuck in my throat. I struggled to ask, "Why grandma?
your mama want you around?"
that the painful conflict between her and her mama was
especially at the family dinner table. As a child
got to finish a meal. Every night she would be sent
from the table.
Punished for her outbursts of laughter or for her
"It was always
something. Mostly, it was always something I saw on
I would look down at my plate, the same way I looked up at
or the way I looked at cobwebs. And I would always see
chuckled, as she took time to remember back. Recalling,"I
look at the way my peas formed a pattern on my plate. And
I could see
the shape of an owl, cat or donkey looking up at me. And
it would make
me laugh." I would say, "See the donkey mama? My mama just
couldn't see it."
sad and sighed, "Mama just thought I was causing
the table and I would be sent away with no food. And I
to go upstairs in the dark with no supper. I would just
lay and cry."
Grandma sadly confessed, "My mama never understood
carried her gift for a lifetime. Her vision was different
I say 'more' than others. And I cherish all those special
my grandma when an exact cloud formation, or a completed intricate cobweb,
or a plate of peas... formed a special pattern bringing forth a picture
in grandma's mind. It was clear to me,
there to see and point these things out...that these
sightings would of gone unnoticed and unappreciated.
It was decades
later in my life when it finally happened. My beloved
been in heaven for three years, when I saw my first
I gazed in
astonishment at the leopard, pausing and lingering slowly
it. I could hear Grandma in my mind,
"It is truly
a special day when you see a leopard."
as day it was a leopard. In my mind, I carefully bolded
to verify it's existence. I completely re-traced it
and all, exactly as it appeared in the sky clouds.
It did exist!
As I was savoring the leopard's beauty, I breathed in
ever so deeply,
tears began running down my face, as the memories of
I looked up,
saying aloud, "Grandma I can see your leopard! And
just like you said! Oh,Grandma thank you so much!"
one last time at the leopard in the sky, wiping my tears
away, I said,
"I love you Grandma!"
It was indeed
a special day!
with permission, July 29th, 2002
Music: If I
Could Sing Your Love Forever"
from Daily Reflections Midi Pages