I was feeling frankly a bit cranky about this post and was ready to spit out a few words about changing views and feeling lost. Then, I had a quick check of Facebook, and saw this:
Goosebumps! Maybe I am just precisely where I need to be, changing my view.
Changing Views – My Hair
Earlier this year, I made a decision to stop colouring my hair, and to let my
grey real hair be seen. I started slowly by just growing my coloured hair out. At first it was a bit of a novelty. Then a few weeks ago, after the life rattling jolt of my Mum having a stroke, I needed to take a few bold steps to connect with my living. One was to go for short hair cut.
I love my new short do and it has become a reminder of my need to watch my view.
For me, whenever I look in the mirror ALL I can see is grey. Every morning as I get ready, every time I wash my hands in the bathroom and glance into the mirror, every time I catch my reflection, all I see is grey hair. Then, I see myself in photos and wonder where is the grey hair.
Time to change my view. Rather than looking only at the grey, I need to see the brown as well, so that I see things as they really are, not the distorted version I am looking for.
Changing Views – Overseas Travel
For the longest time, I have felt almost embarrassed that I have never left Australia. Then just last week, I finally got to leave Australia. Dean and I enjoyed a wonderful amazing time together in New Zealand.
There was part of me waiting for the big epiphany that would magically arrive after I left Australia. “You’ll never have the same view again” I had people say to me. And yes, it was an amazing opportunity and a spectacular break from the everyday, and yet it also was the everyday.
There were still teeth to be brushed, showers to be had, meals to be procured, and people going about their everyday.
Time to change my view. Rather than waiting until somewhere else could be my inspiration, perhaps the moments to inspire are all around in the everyday.
Changing Views – Bathrooms
If our home was up for sale, I’m sure there would be a bit of “renovator’s delight” flavour to any descriptions. When we bought it, over 5 years ago now, we had plans. To renovate the bathroom, the kitchen, the garage / rumpus, and to do up the front and the back yards. So far, we’ve done, erm, not so much.
In the last month, we were finally in a position to be able to get our bathroom renovated. The transformation has been AMAZING!! Our terrible falling apart bathroom was pulled apart even further to reveal it’s bare floor and walls before the beauty of our new bathroom was created.
I love it. It’s shiny and beautiful and laid out to make the most of the space. And although completely different, nothing changes.
Time to change my view. Beautiful things are beautiful. They do no more than the old and the dirty, just different.
I don’t really know where all that leads me, but I know for sure that right now I feel rattled, unsettled and lost. My view is changing. I’m doing my best to lean into it, and see where my new view might take me.
May we all share our discomforts, to remind ourselves that we are lost together. Just as we should be.