And my own senses were in overdrive within moments - craving, hungry, yearning, sad, and I don’t even know what else. We know by now that all this technology is designed to be addictive. The meal gave way to a video of a couple walking hand in hand on a beach I could visit, should I care to make a reservation. The drink was replaced by a pasta dish puddled in sauce, which which was available packed to-go if I tapped right now and placed my order. Taking a seat near my gate, I found my own eyeballs inexorably drawn to the bright screen where a fine scotch was being poured over ice. No one was paying attention to the person across from them. Everyone was staring and tapping and swiping and typing.
Couples and families occupying the same tables were clearly inhabiting different online universes. I stood for a while at one cafe where adults and children alike were intently focused on the technology, heads bent, leaning toward their personal screens as if magnetized. Any hope of leaning in and conversing with a friend or loved one while sharing a meal is extinguished by an electronic barrier of flashing pixels. The restaurant tables all feature a pair of devices set up back to back, so that people sitting across from one another will find themselves gazing at hi-def photos rather than into each other’s eyes. It’s been a while since I passed through a state-of-the-art airport, so I was unnerved to see electronic tablets attached to the top of every flat surface. But a lay-over in Newark gave me an opportunity for people watching.
#BLESSING MYMIND ONE KID AT A TIME PROFESSIONAL#
I love this kind of low-stress travel day, especially when what’s waiting at the end of the journey is not a professional obligation, but simply a change of scene and a son to wrap my arms around.Įn route, I buried myself in a book. I spent a good part of Sunday flying from New Hampshire to Asheville, North Carolina, to visit my younger son Jack. I can never be what I ought to be until you are what you ought to be, and you can never be what you ought to be until I am what I ought to be.” ~ Rev. Whatever affects one directly affects all indirectly. All persons are caught in an inescapable network of mutuality, tied in a single garment of destiny.
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