As I lay on my back looking at the ceiling, I began to think of how critical my view is. What I see from my perspective encompasses my thoughts, which therefore comprises my actions. My entire perspective changes within an instant.
During this moment I happen to be enjoying an excellent massage at Osiris Wellness and Day Spa. This spa is my favorite because I enjoy the atmosphere, Jenny, the best massage therapist and appreciate the view. Did you ever open your eyes while getting a massage and stare at the institutional square ceiling tiles, or the flat white painted ceiling? At Osiris, the ceiling has gorgeous wood carvings extending from one end of the pitched roof to the other. For me, the beautiful wood ceiling adds to the appreciation of feeling relaxed and comfortable while getting a massage in a beautiful, tranquil atmosphere.
When I look at others, I see something beautiful in everyone. Although everyone has different qualities that make them shine I try to keep an open mind and find it easy to admire something about each. I constantly find myself wishing I had a little bit more patience, compassion, appreciation, etc. that others have so easily.
I enjoy looking at my children, and it seems like every day, every angle, every glare of light changes what I see. I look at Remi, and I see Carl’s mom. I see her independent attitude like a reflection in a mirror. What do you see when you look in the mirror? What do you see when you see others?
Wouldn’t it be nice to see everyone and everything pure? Why is it so hard to forgive and forget?
My perspective guides me every day. What if my perspective is wrong and who am I hurting because of it? Is your view or perspective ever that important if it hurts someone else?