I'm a planner. Last week, when my husband had a business meeting in Norwalk, CT, I planned to use the time he was in a meeting to take a walk. To explore. I found this map on the Norwalk website, and thought that it looked like a really pretty harbor walk. An old house, an old cemetery, a trail through a little park and a view of the harbor. Well, it was a nice idea. And I did walk. There was a cool house (used to film the recent Stepford Wives movie) and an old cemetery. After that there was nothing but construction, old railroad tracks, the city dump and some dirty, marshy water. I walked for a while, but then turned back. I had spotted an Artist's Market as I was driving to my 'scenic' walk, so I decided I'd go look at crafts while I waited for my husband's call.
Here's the pretty old house.
Here's the old graveyard.
Here's the rest of the "scenic" walk.
Do you see why I left?
Walking into the Artist's Market was about what I expected. A beautiful collection of hand made, one of a kind jewelry, wood pieces, pottery...etc., etc.
It wasn't until I made it to the back corner of the store that I understood why I was there.
Why things hadn't turned out exactly as I planned.
Why I'd been led from plan A to "plan" B.
The owner of this market has an astounding collection of signed MC Escher prints.
He has some of his tools.
And some of his original pencil sketches that would later become carvings for a print.
My brother LOVES Escher.
I spent a long time gazing at each print.
I got to speak with the owner and collector and ask lots of questions.
It was easy to get lost in the genius of this artist.
I'm glad I'm a planner ~ because if I hadn't planned a walk,
I would have never have noticed this place or seen these prints.
I'm also glad that I'm learning, more and more, to go with the flow.
I felt led here.
The hour that I spent in this gallery was a gift.
A gift from the One who sees and understands the bigger picture.
Who knows that a walk was good.
But there was something better waiting for me.
The One who gave me time in a place that connected me to my brother who's half a world away.
I was reminded that I'm not the designer or architect of the Bigger Picture.
From time to time we all experience a moment when we know that we're
EXACTLY
where we're meant to be.
And that getting there had little to nothing to do with us.
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Every Thursday we share the harvest of intentional living
by capturing a glimpse of the bigger picture through a simple moment.
This week we're linking up at Hyacynth's place.
