|Posted on 6 September, 2016 at 13:05|
Many of you that know me recognize my familiar dialogue about perspective and choice.
But what do we do with a day like today? Was it just me or was I being forced to change my total perspective on the day? Where were my choices? I still planned with my summer perspective!
I know we anticipate the day after the Labor Day weekend as one of those special days. It isn’t officially autumn, but it feels like it (and it really did today!) Big things like school get started, and smaller things like planning meetings are scheduled and posted. Most of us have something new to wear and it all feels non-leisurely and much more important and official.
However, I thought about today and planned not to change into September. I would not get up too early. I would go to my same old exercise class with my usual outfit and bag. I would walk the same route and eat the same breakfast food, etc. I was not starting any type of academic endeavour and my work responsibilities were the same as last week….August and summertime.
The day suddenly forced me to change! It was cold and wet. I had to wear a hooded jacket and rubber boots. There were other people on my walking path – going to school – and for the first time – so with great enthusiasm. Not that I was unhappy, but they were really happy. Here we were…both on the same path at the same time, feeling the same rain on our head & shoulders. I felt inconvenienced and forced to change my regular actions. They obviously felt different to me. They were in the midst of new planned and anticipated actions.
“We’re going to school” the little boy said as I started to walk around them on the path. I looked at him and his Mom and sister. They were beaming; almost laughing. I instantly thought about perspectives and wanted theirs! It looked so much more fun. I suddenly wanted to change my thoughts and actions to be like theirs. I said “ I thought so by the look of your new backpack and clothes. You look awesome!” I slowed down and walked with them for a few moments as the rain came down on all four of us together. I was suddenly beaming; almost laughing too.
I then walked on to my class and let them get to their new class. I didn’t notice the rain at all. My exercise class seemed different in some way. I thought about change and choice. All it had taken was recognizing that a new (and better) perspective was right in front of my eyes.
It only took a moment to choose to a new perspective, yet here I sit four hours later still feeling rather ‘joyous’! Moral of the story…..there is always another perspective and you have a choice to take it.
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