The world through different eyes

This week, I saw the world through a different set of eyes. For those of you who recognized my face, that was me on Saturday wearing a Minnie Mouse costume in the Mainsail Parade.

For a brief period lasting just 45 minutes, I was famous – well, at least among most kids under 10 years of age. For a moment, I was walking along a parade route where everyone knew me – or at least knew who I was “pre-tending” to be. Finding Minnie’s character was easy for me. She’s that high-pitched, fun-loving mouse who lives for her encounters with her beloved Mickey Mouse.

Her shoes were simple to fill and it was easy to see the world through the eyes of such a well-known character. But seeing the world through the eyes of Minnie Mouse got me thinking a little more about what it’s like to be someone else I wonder about the world through the eyes of George W. Bush. I wonder what the world looks like to Heidi Watkins. I think about what the world is like for my parents, my brothers and my grandparents. I realize that we can only imagine what the lives of others are like.

Sometimes, we get enough information to see a small slice of their lives. Once in a while, we share life experiences that allow us to understand. We often talk about the importance of seeing things from the perspective of someone else. We think doing this puts us “in their shoes” for a bit.

I filled the shoes of Minnie Mouse on Saturday, but will never truly feel that I understand what it would be like to be Minnie, or anyone else for that matter. I wonder just what sort of an answer would compile if I were asked to explain to people what it’s like to be me.

When I realized I couldn’t come up with a simple answer for myself (or for Minnie Mouse, for that matter), I imagined I could never think I’d know what it’s like to be someone else.

I can only hope to see glimpses through their eyes once in a while.