Driving home from work, I was planning out this big elaborate blog post.
I was gonna touch on what happened this summer between myself and some other individuals (who were gonna remain nameless)..
I was going to briefly explain what happened, and write about how angry it made me. How unjust it was. How misjudged I became.
I was going to discuss trust, gossip, and reputations. Jumping to conclusions. A slap in the face.
Now, I’m sitting at my computer. I checked the mail, ate some food, took a shower. I turned on some chill music. I’m having a change of heart.. At least in regards to what I want to write about.
What happened months ago is nobody’s concern. It happened, it ended, I have moved on. Bringing it back up again, to the top of my mind, for my soul to boil over, is unnecessary.
Like clouds that roll in unexpectedly, and disappear on their own time, this past issue eats at me.
I am not just making some cliché metaphor about clouds to sound poetic. I have gone weeks without it ever surfacing on my mind. Then, without any real warning, I remember. The clouds roll in overnight, and if I’m lucky, they blow over by late morning. Other times, like the cold season, I am not so easily set free.
My mind is not the sky, however. Unlike the open air, I CAN change my perspective on issues. I CAN push out the clouds, and reel in the sun.
Today, I reel in the sun.
Anyone wandering across this page, may by this point, be extremely curious what instance I am referring to. Maybe if you’re lucky i’ll address it in another post. Not today.
Needless to say. I am making a conscious decision to shift the wind of my mind. I have already done what I can to forgive. This post is not about forgiveness, but it Is in the past. I am done getting angry about problems I cant go back in time and fix. Everyone makes mistakes. Everyone carries a knife. Who am I to complain? When i trip over backwards, and they happen to be standing behind me?
When we were kids, pictures and notebooks had the occasional rippled surfaces; that when moved, would animate themselves, or change color. Depending on the angle you looked at it, you might see an entirely different picture*.
Life is a series of mental games. A card is held up, and you’re asked what you see. You can see whatever you want of the card. You can sit and stare at it for hours, until you’ve convinced yourself, you know exactly what the image depicts.
Stand up and walk around. Ask someone else’s opinion. You may find something entirely different.
Is the card red, or blue? Is it a lion, or a fish? Was it a stab in the back, or one big misunderstanding?
It depends on how you look at it.
That being said..
But, good gracious.. Life, is no short of spectacular.
Forgive, Forget, Move On. Stand up for what you believe, and when your biggest critic is yourself. Light your own sky on fire, and chase away the clouds; because the sun needs reeling in.
** Lenticular Printing