Many years ago, my sister gave me a little card. On one side a cartoon image of a girl in her room; the other side a picture of someone (probably the same girl) walking down a side-walk past a trellis full of roses. The card gave instructions for both images.
First, sitting calmly in a room, one should imagine pink flowing over the walls, the furniture, everything. This was supposed to be calming. I never was quite sure how I felt about that.
On the opposite side, were the cliche instructions, “stop and smell the roses.”
I felt that the card a bit unnecessary and excessive in it’s instructions. What I mean to say is-I had no concept of NEEDING calm, relaxation or peace. At this point, I truly believed that the world was full of promise and life was nothing other than beautiful.
The older I get, the more I realize that my “odeas” (as Tiny Bear calls them), were only half-truths.
With life throwing craziness at us from every angle, it’s difficult to see the good. It’s a constant battle for me to push the negative “what-if’s” out.
My sister knew then what I am learning now. That the world we live in IS full of adventure, promise and beauty…but only if you have the right perspective.
I suppose we’ve all learned this at some point or another. It is by no means a NEW lesson, just one that seems to need a lot of repetition.
Our state Park adventures have come to a brief halt as Baby Bear enters Kindergarten and Tiny Bear adapts to a new gluten-free diet (or gets over this 2+ week stomach something-or other).
In the mean time, I’m putting on my rose-colored glasses (metaphorically, of course) and choosing to see each day as an adventure-even if it’s just a walk around the block, or a drive to the grocery store!
How do you stay positive and cheery, friends?????