When I look closely at my small life I get caught up in the details of its constrictions. I see pitfalls and turn little disturbances into high drama. When I look around at the people and places I see every day, it can feel closed in and predictive. But if I look up at the expansive blueness of the sky above me, or out upon the grandeur of a cityscape I fine myself breathing more deeply. The dirt of a trail and a green canopy above invert the smallness of my life into an expansiveness that is freeing. If I draw my eye away from the close aspects and out to the wider view I don’t feel smaller. I feel I have grown bigger and become more connected to what is vast and beautiful. What is eternal dissipates my constrictions and my fear of sameness. A few moments of a night breeze through the bedroom window shows me my life is not small. Only my perspective is.
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This is a magnificent post Noelle . “I see pitfalls and turn little disturbances in to high drama.” What a phrase! It is all about perspective, as you say.
Thank you, Don. So good of you to drop by my place and sit a spell. Namaste, my friend.
William Blake: “If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man as it is: Infinite.”
Oh so true. Love that quote. Such a minor shift in perception and whole continents and oceans appear.
I love messages highlighting the importance of perspective, including this one. Great post!
Thank you, my friend. Most of the time the distance between unhappy and happy is a small tweaking at the hub.