Wednesday, September 28, 2011
A Fly With a Message
This morning when I got into my car in the garage, there was a fly on the dashboard. As I pushed the button to raise the garage door and back out, he started flying frantically around the inside of the car. I stopped in the driveway to push the button to close the garage door. The fly settled on the dash next to the glass. I opened the windows and shoved at him with an envelope to encourage him to fly out. I was not successful; he moved to the passenger side of the dash and continued flying frantically up and down against the glass. I headed down the driveway figuring that air currents would soon boost him out the open windows. Three blocks later he was still beating himself against the windshield glass. He never ventured away from the perceived escape exit of the front windshield. After than initial flight around the inside of the car, he never tried to fly in any direction but into the windshield. If he had, there were four other windows wide open that would have led him to freedom.
I stopped at the red light at the Mormon Church and was finally successful at scooting the fly out an open window. Notice I said "the light." There's only one light between my house and the high school. The stop at the light gave me thinking time. Perhaps the Universe had sent the fly to remind me of another of life's lessons. If the light had been green, that fly would probably still be trapped against the windshield of my car and I would have missed an opportunity to ponder.
This is what I was pondering. Like the fly against the window, it is sometimes impossible to see the options that are available to us. Sometimes you have to look farther than just what is in front of you. Even though it is uncomfortable to leave the safety of the dashboard, sometimes the only viable solution will be outside of the perceived safety zone.
So, the darn fly has popped in and out of my head all morning...now I just need to figure out why the Universe thought I needed to be reminded of this lesson. Or, it was just a fly on the windshield...