Lately, I've been wanting to look at things I don't usually look at and aim to capture images I don't usually see. Like for instance, blue. Or green. For reasons I've not thought about and probably wouldn't understand if I had, I've decided I don't care for those colors - perhaps it's a left-over sixties earth-tone phase.Whatever the reason, how odd to limit the spectrum of what I will look at!
That's changing and that makes this a rich time. So much of what I see has been governed by my expectations, based on what I've seen before. Yet if every moment is new, why not aim to see it with eyes equally new? Enough limitations in life without inventing extra ones!
Today it feels like something is moving in my life, something that causes me to re-evaluate aspects of my life, so easily settled into a familiar routine. From changing the pictures hanging on my walls to clearing out visual clutter from the meditation room, lots of small changes. They begin to add up to an articulation of new possibilities. Or so it seems. Or so I hope.
It's part of a larger movement, in myself and perhaps in the world: increased attention to seeing clearly, feeling deeply, and living fully. As I enter my personal endgame, what could be more important?