The very next morning

We saw something on television about the theft of babies from hospitals and two days later I meet John who works as a software engineer at a company that makes the anti-theft anklets for those newborn babies. 

He’s telling me about designing the sensitivity into the product; resistance, capacitance, and temperature? No, actually, not temperature. It’s too slow a change to provide an actionable alert. But we could do that. We expect enough and not too much if we are going to lock down a hospital when an alert bracelet goes off.

On another note we see old friend Tom for supper last night and he's carrying an O2 tank connected to nasal cannula; his oxygen for COPD. And this morning - THE VERY NEXT MORNING - I meet a woman who retired a little early to stay home with her husband who is in the end stages of COPD.

I'm working on this reflection idea that we see what we believe and we find what we're looking for.

I'm not sure that's exactly it. If you ask someone 'do we find what we're looking for?' They may say “Hell no."

I wonder if the fractions and distractions of life play into this. In other words, the lack of focus on any one particular thing ends up being a scattering, a smattering, of everything that goes into every day.

If we find brokenness, division, negativity, and those types of things, is it because that's what we expect to see? Do we expect to find fault in order to unload the burden of blame we might be carrying?

If you say no then let's ask the opposite questions. 

How often do you expect to see goodness? 

How often do you actually encounter goodness?

How often do you expect miracles? 

How often do you actually encounter miracles?

How often do you expect serendipity? And synchronicity?

If you don't have a ready answer for the positive questions then perhaps the former questions have more bearing on your reality then you might have immediately admitted to. If. Might.