Thursday 25 November 2010

choosing abundance

Driving over the apex of a city hill on dusk, I could see a traffic jam ahead in the bottommost curve of the road, before it swept once again up the hill. The red brake lights of all cars in front of me glowed dimly in the darkening day. As I approached the queue, I saw that the road divided: I could either join the long line of cars inching along the road, or I could drive up a set of cement stairs that reached high up above the city. Taking a risk, I drove straight at the stairs, hoping, believing that the car would not simply crash into the staircase. Indeed, the car eased onto the stairs and drove powerfully, confidently up the steep incline. I realised that I was driving a black Lexus, and felt assured, knowing my car was capable. At the top of the stairs, I drove into a wide and spacious mezzanine area. I left my car to take a look around. Up here, there were people enjoying the view, children having private art lessons from master artists, boutiques selling exquisite clothing and art works of great beauty. All of this and more, in the city and yet above it.