“Why is the airplane erasing the sky?” she said.
I had no idea what my 6 year old daughter is talking about. It took me a little while to get in synch with her thoughts.
My thoughts were busy knocking on the doors of possible tomorrows, looping through never-ending list of things that are waiting to be done during the day. Her question made me aware. Aware of her little hand, of her great wisdom, of beautiful possibilities that are here and now… if we look carefully.
“What do you mean, airplane is erasing the sky?” I asked her.
I felt like talking to Little Prince, feeling a bit ashamed being in the role of an adult who doesn’t get it!
“Look.” She answered simply.
Yes, that’s all it takes.
Just look. It clicked in my mind.
A blue, bright blue sky has been clearly erased by the airplane, leaving behind the white trace, as if all we can see now is the paper on which the drawing has been made.
I felt suddenly so much joy.
As if: her question erased that boring never-ending task list;
As if: all the doors of tomorrows are now wide open for us, if we decide to go through them;
As if: nothing else really matters but to look at this drawing around us from different perspectives and hold hands.
Once again I have realized that I need so much to learn from my child. I just simply forgot to look.
Many years later I met somebody who is an adult but never forgot to look. She became my friend instantly, my inspiration and support. I never met anybody who can look and see so much, who gives so generously and makes everything more interesting.This is her painting of the airplane erasing the sky and her imaginative vision.
This is a true story.