If you live in New York City, you probably ride the subway. Suzanne, New Yorker I coach, absolutely despised her commute. She complained bitterly about the griminess, the overcrowding, the behavior of the other riders. It was absolutely intolerable, she told me.
Her commute took 45 minutes each way. That’s more than 32 hours every month, a long stretch of misery in a life. She considered moving closer to work, even changing jobs, but couldn’t come up with a practical solution to the problem.
I had an idea. “Begin looking for beauty on the subway,” I suggested. Suzanne laughed cynically and patiently explained to me—a non-New Yorker—what was patently obvious to anyone with two eyes, a nose, and a brain: the New York subway is a human cesspool during weekday rush hour. It was impossible to appreciate anything about it, and there was certainly no beauty to be found there, she assured me.
But I insisted. “Send me an email every day, telling me of the glorious, beautiful, amazing things you find on the subway.” Suzanne left our session muttering that I’d given her an impossible assignment.
But she gamely began looking. With Suzanne’s permission, here are some of the things she found in the next few days:
“We went over the Manhattan Bridge, over the East River. Out in the distance, beyond the Brooklyn Bridge, three aircraft were buzzing around each other in the air. They were blimps, and they looked like giant honeybees drunk on pollen, bobbling to and fro over the water.”
“A kid had a little glass jar between his feet. It was strangely shaped, like it had contained an exotic food item purchased at an ethnic market in Brooklyn. It was filled with beautiful, thick, cloudy pink juice. Guava? Papaya-passion fruit?”
“The woman across the train had enormous boobs and beautiful deep black skin. The whites of her eyes were so bright in comparison to her skin they looked like keyholes of light in the door of a dark room.”
“This morning I couldn’t count the people wearing shades on the train! I guess when you’re cool you’ve always got the sun in your face.”
“A garish McDonald’s ad greets me and encourages me to ‘Think Good Thoughts….’”
“Ikea’s yellow flags wave in the distance on the waterfront. I bought a carpet there on Saturday night, and the water this morning is the exact same color of that carpet, gorgeous peacock blue.”
“There is a comfy, casual feeling on the train this morning… many wearing their Friday office attire. One woman looks so comfortable in her outfit I want her to take it off and let me put it on!”
“The faces of buildings and all of the bridges, walls, boats, water, cable lines, roads, signs are layered upon each other like a box of toys thrown around a room during a child’s tantrum.”
“Without anyone speaking, I know I am in the midst of various exotic tongues; Spanish, Polish, Korean, Russian, Israeli, Vietnamese, Czech, Yiddish, Mandarin, Hebrew.…”
“What a gift to be able to look at humanity up close and personal, to look at all of our differences, beauty, ethnicities, blemishes, scars… where else would I be able to notice the super-fine quality of a stranger’s hair follicles, the way his hair grows out of his head in the same direction, the tone of the skin on his scalp, eight inches from my face on this packed train?”
Within two weeks, the subway had transformed. Suzanne no longer rides in a cesspool teeming with the worst examples of humanity. Her last email about the subway ended with these words, “Everywhere I turn, there is opportunity for joy.”
As Marcel Proust wrote, “The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in seeing with new eyes.”
How about you? Is there anything ugly, disgusting, intolerable in your life? Can you see it with new eyes?
I am taking your advice and snapping photos of the beauty I find around me. This is to remind me that there is life outside of the cubicle I just left. I’m taking baby step toward this new life … and I’m still wobbly.
Baby steps are a fantastic way to go when making deep change. We call them turtle steps.
I love that you are going to take photos of the beauty around you.
Just this one tiny little exercise can transform your entire life. Once you see the results of this exercise change one part of your life, you begin to understand that you can use it on any part of your life. You can literally change your entire life by seeing it with new eyes!
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