My old SATNAV
It’s amazing how quickly the highways and byways of our environment change. It all got too much for my old SATNAV. So much so, that last weekend I finally took the plunge. I was just completely fed up with the constant hassle of map updates and subscription costs! Finally, it was the last straw, the battery gave up the ghost. I had to declare they had got me this time. It takes a lot for an honorary Yorkshireman to open his wallet, but it seemed to make financial sense on this occasion.
As I was telling this story to a very good friend of mine, it occurred to me that her listening is the best way I know of making sense of my own map. JaneJane has a much wider vocabulary than my TomTom, and she speaks multiple languages. She’s a brilliant listener too. Rather than giving instructions and telling me to ‘hang a right’, ‘take the second exit’, or ‘turn around’, she rather invites me to make sense and think through situations by just ‘her listening’. It works like magic.
That’s really quite cool.
I guess I’m learning to just listen to myself more when I want to make sense of myself and the world around me. At least that’s what I am trying now. Knowing that Jane is still listening is a great help. Somehow, the instructions of old seem much less relevant as I discover my own path.
And my new SATNAV? I did purchase an upgrade, or so I thought. Perhaps it was just me or perhaps I was just expecting too much. It’s just not always what it’s cracked up to be. ‘You have arrived.’ ‘I know. I’ll carry my own bags!”.