Posted in noticing

Who’s watching?

Photo by Quilia on Unsplash

The sky was fully blue when I saw the big dog watching the sky. She’ll often notice a low-flying hawk or a high-flying jet followed by its contrail.

This morning was different. A couple of silvery objects wandered back and forth overhead. Drones. I don’t think anyone was spying. Probably from a realtor or contractor.

But you never know. It made me wonder, “Who’s watching?”

The short answer is, “Everybody.”

Cameras watch every intersection. They watch you entering, shopping, and checking out in stores. Someone’s watching at ATMs and banks. TSA grabs a picture at security. Potential buyers “watch” your online listings, hoping you’ll drop the price.

That’s just the tech. What about the people?

After a few minutes at a car dealership, a salesperson who saw you will engage in conversation. A voice from somewhere says, “Welcome in,” as you enter a store. At restaurants, someone is watching to see if your water needs refilling. The dog is watching as you prepare food in the kitchen, knowing that something will fall to the floor. Friendly greeters watch for you to walk up the church entrance. A patrol officer is watching from a car just out of sight along the highway. Neighbors keep an eye on my house when I’m out of town.

And then there’s the children. Kids are always watching. What are you doing? What are you eating? Where are you going? Why are you doing that? Inches from your napping face they ask, “Are you asleep?”

Someone is always watching. Is it possible to disappear? Not completely. There are too many eyes out there.

Nevertheless, some feel invisible. No one notices them. No one would miss them. No one sees them. Which translates, “No one cares.”

Be the one who notices. Smile. Say, “Hello.” Ask a question. Validate someone’s presence. It only takes a second to make them feel like somebody.

Posted in Life

Someone’s watching

I pass this little patch of asphalt just about every day when walking the dogs. Oil drips form a face that is surprised to see me as I am.

Here’s another one, in the granite of my bathroom sink, sleepily looking back at me whenever I’m brushing my teeth.

It’s only a little creepy when I catch of glimpse of these faces. I wonder what they’re thinking, in their asphalt or granite world, seeing my face out in the air. Are they creeped out?

What if it was the face of a person who cut the stone or spread the asphalt? What if the countertop or the street contained the remains of someone? In the middle of a project, a worker disappeared. No one knows what happened to them. They just disappeared.

Maybe it’s just a reminder that someone is always watching you. There’s a camera in every store, on every doorbell, at ATM, and above traffic intersections. They are watching. Who? I don’t know. Someone.

Posted in Israel, security

No drones

On our way into Capernaum to see the traditional excavation of Peter’s house, I saw this interesting and detailed sign. Visitors speaking any language would understand appropriate dress and behavior, including a very modern “No drones.”

Clearly this sign is a recent addition. I’m thinking the powers that be posted it after someone complained about drones buzzing around this popular tourist destination. A photographer could get some amazing shots from the air. But how annoying that could be to those desiring to walk where Jesus did. Plus, who knows what harm could be done where crowds gather?

One of our tour group who lives in a condo upper floor mentioned that they often see drones hovering outside their windows. Disturbing. Who’s watching? And why?

Better watch your step.