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This is a way of making myself write something coherent and grammatically correct almost every day. I'm opinionated and need an outlet. I'm also prone to flights of fancy. Thanks for stopping by. |
| My friend told a story today about someone whose parents had a big garden that grew over the years. They added walkways, a bird bath, flowers that bloomed at different times, color patches, different heights to orchestrate, and some that drew specific birds or butterflies. People loved to visit their gardens and comment on the love and care, the planning, the variety, the serenity, and the beauty. But there was always someone who looked and immediately pointed out the weeds. Some people can't help themselves. Isn't that true with so much of life? I'm guilty at times. Granted there are times the weeds are threatening to take over, and I may be a little too Pollyanna-ish and see only the pretty wildflowers. But most of the time, it's easy to overlook the beautiful things for the weeds that need to be uprooted. My focus may be too much on the weeds, blinding out the peace, the beauty, and the wonder. I find it easy to point that out in other people who always rain on the parade, who complain after a lot of hard work by others. But to be fair I have to own up to my flawed focus. I might make that my mantra-- you know, write a note and put it on the mirror or by my alarm clock. "Focus on the flowers, not the weeds." I'll try and see if I get different results or at least more peace of mind. |
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