Thursday, May 03, 2012  ob·serv·ant /əbˈzərvənt/  Is it possible
to be too observant? To notice things that no one else does,
that to the naked and untrained eye and brain no one else can
see?  To look at a piece of art and notice the intricate detail
and different brush strokes; to see a lawn and notice the ant
farm pulsing beneath the soil; to smell the forest and the
underlying scent of morel mushrooms; to notice a squeaky chain
and converesly, an oiled one; to notice who's breathing harder
in a race and observing their body language; to pick up on
someone's emotions; to recognize a moment when a friend needs a
hug more than anything; to see that life is full of abundant
observations and you get to choose what to do with that
information.  Are we trained to observe those things? Is it
because we pay attention only to the things that greatly
interest us? Or that we are paid to observe?  For some, this
observance comes naturally to a wide scope of things. I consider
myself one of those people. I notice when