Friday, March 20, 2009

Out of Circulation

Many years ago I boarded a London-bound plane in Chicago. In spite of the excitement to be on the road again (which is usually all it takes to make me happy), I was in a foul mood. I don’t remember all the causes now; it was probably the result of a harried day—getting self and luggage where they needed to be at the appropriate time. In any case, I remember sitting on the plane before takeoff, trying to talk myself out of the funk. I happened to spot a British Pound coin on the floor by my feet. I picked it up and smiled. It was just a little token, but somehow it reminded me to Just Breathe. I gave a name to the coin—The Pound For Peace—and stuck it in my pocket, and have carried it with me ever since.

It’s not the only money I have taken out of circulation. Just the other day I added this poor little green treasure to my collection.

(click to enlarge--it's worth it!)

The um Real note will soon see its last minting since just about everyone seems to prefer the smaller, more convenient, one Real coin. I prefer the coin too, but when I was given this particularly haggard note by a taxi driver recently, again I smiled. It’s well-traveled, like me. We’ve both had difficult days. And despite the fact that it’s only worth about forty-five cents, someone, somewhere, lovingly applied a dollar’s worth of tape to send it on its way. I decided to keep it. It’s another nice reminder.

A friend recently wrote on his blog that if he didn’t post for a while, it was safe to surmise that he was either having a very good time or a very challenging time. Well stated, Nick. I've been going through a period of, mmm, let’s call it personal growth. Dear friends, near and far, have been applying the tape and I am surfacing again.

With wishes of peace and love,