Perspective is an interesting
thing. Perspective is what determines
how you feel; perspective is what determines how you view something or someone;
perspective sets your mood and attitude.
Perspective is the difference between feeling good or feeling bad. It’s not really the condition, or what you’re
observing that makes you feel a certain way, it’s your perspective about
it. For instance, with Schatzchen having
made his transition, the condition is what it is…he croaked. So when I become aware of, or perceive that
condition, what’s going to make the difference on how I feel is my perspective
about it. The perspective I choose will
affect how I feel about the condition;
it’s not really the condition that’s making me feel a certain way. I may be perceiving that I must feel a
certain way "because"……and I may be making up stories about the condition that
make me feel a certain way, but it’s all my
doing, with my choice of perspective about
the condition. If Schatzchen were still
alive, but rather than be in my vicinity where I could observe him as being here,
instead, he was gone somewhere with Jack.
I would feel fine or good knowing he was with Jack, but he wouldn’t be
here…I couldn’t see him. How is that
different from him being dead and not
being able to see him? Either way, he’s
not here. One way, I know he’s not here,
but I expect him to come home; I perceive his absence as temporary. The other way, I know he’s not here and I don’t
expect him to come back; I perceive his absence as permanent. But in both examples, he’s not here. What changes how I feel is my perception or
my interpretation of the condition or situation. Perspective is the difference between things
getting better or things getting worse; things improving or not. Perspective is the difference between having
a good experience or a bad experience. Perspective
is the difference between a body that recovers and a body that doesn’t. Perspective is the difference between your
enjoyment of something or your dissatisfaction.
Perspective is the difference between something being for your benefit
or your detriment. Perspective is the
difference between feeling your heart soar or feeling heartache. Perspective is the difference between feeling
free or feeling bound. Perspective is
the difference between living a good-feeling life or a not-so-good-feeling
life. A good-feeling perspective is not
always immediately available to you, but you can find your way to it gradually if you want to. You can look for ways to interpret something
in a way that feels better. You can look
for things to appreciate rather than criticize.
You can look for the good in what-is rather than the bad. You can love rather than hate, you can praise
rather than condemn, you can uplift rather than slam, you can feel safe rather
than fearful, you can feel stable rather than wavering, you can feel the
perfection rather than the imperfection or the wrongness. Perspective is something that you get to
choose regardless of the conditions
and you have the freedom to choose which perspective you’re going to take….
Perspective.
Whatever comes to mind as a result of what I'm living. It's about anything and everything. I write about life through the eyes of our daughter's perspective (what I perceive it might be) and I write about what I think about and the realizations I get and the conclusions I draw as a result of my own life experience....all for freedom of expression and for the fun of it.
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