My daughter, husband and I were confounded by the guy in this picture who was seemingly floating on the streets of Rome. We theorized about how he was able to, so convincingly, trick our eyes. Was it magnets? Was it a painted chair we could not see? We had no clue, and often at inadvertent times throughout our trip, we would look at each other and ask, “How’d he do that?”
“It’s just an illusion,” one of us would reply.
The other day I grumbled, “Summer is over.” My husband quickly responded “it’s just an illusion.” Wait, what? This feels quite real--no magnets or paintings required.
He explained that summer is not over until September 23rd. He reminded me summer is not dictated by backpacks, school buses and lesson plans and there are plenty of days left to drip my toes in the water and enjoy the rays of the hot sun with a book and/or bottle.
I needed to hear this. I am a flip flop and tank girl. I need, love and live on the vitamin D the sun provides. Summers in the windy city are getting shorter and I harness the power of the sun for those nebulous, cold December/January/February days.
So the beginning of this school year does not mean an end to vitamin D or flip flops or leisure reads or to the learning I have immersed myself in--that’s just an illusion. I am privileged to extend my circle of influence to about 75 new acquaintances as summer wanes. I get to hear about mini-milestones as my own children enter pivotal academic years (8th grade and a senior in college). As a practitioner, I get to put into action all things I have learned this summer.
What a relief that it's just an illusion!
Documenting my evolution by filling in space and matter one word at a time.