Parrots play outside the window, a monitor lizard runs along the top of the garden wall, and a butterfly with transparent wings flutters around the flowers in the cashew tree. I can't see any of it, but thanks to my partner, I'm still right in the middle of it all.
The binoculars help a little. They allow me to see the parrots when they are sitting still on a branch, but the lizard on the wall is too well camouflaged, and I only catch a glimpse of it moving. The butterfly is also more movement than wings. But it's only thanks to my partner that I even know about these little wonders of nature. She spies them for me and guides me to the right branch. Sometimes it works, and I see something, even if not in the colourful detail she describes to me. They are too small for me, even in binoculars. Sometimes I don't see anything at all. But that doesn't matter. By looking for these small things together, they become real to me and are not just a possibility anymore. I know intellectually that all the small animals and flowers are there, but only when someone discovers them for me and guides me to see them myself do they become a reality, and I enter into a relationship with them.
The same happens when we walk through the streets of the town. When I walk alone, I only see people. With my partner, people become persons, because she recognises acquaintances and friends and therefore welcomes them.
Where my world sometimes seemed a little empty and monotonous, it has gained in variety and detail thanks to my partner. Thank you very much!