Been thinking a lot lately about how life knits together, and the threads that carry through.
Incidental meetings that prove fortuitous in unexpected ways. Happy coincidences and warm feelings to be taken at face value and trusted without reservation.
I’m not sure about you, but there are times when I shake myself into ‘reality’ and think – ‘what’s the real motive behind that’. There are times when I think ‘they’re smiling, but judging me’. There are times when I look at myself as I imagine I am perceived – as a fairly square peg in a roundish hole and expect to be put in a ‘too hard’ basket.
Of course, there are lovely times too when the world is smiling, everything I touch turns to gold, and I know to the very core of my being I am right and perfect as I am and will be.
In the past week, my son brought a book home which rang all sorts of bells for me – and I am so grateful it found its way into my home. It was about a nose that was on a quest to find its perfect place in the world.
It was quite a beautiful book with lovely illustrations, but I was thinking – ‘that’s absurd, and a bit unglamorous – noses don’t just go off wandering around’. The point (pardon the pun) of the story – which you don’t find out until the end, is that the nose was in its perfect place wherever it was in the world – in every place it found itself. The nose’s perfect place and nature was ‘To stick out’. Ping. Oh my. I am a nose. And I feel good about sticking out now, thanks to a school reader.
Just to cement things further, a fantastic blog came to my attention, via Nikki from Hudson, and the first day I went into it, there was a post on the importance of being proud of what you do – and not being afraid to talk to people about it. I am very proud of what I do, but I’m not very good about talking about it. I like to leave to judgement up to others – assuming it is as likely to be negative as positive. Which is ridiculous! Isn’t it! Nice to be reminded.
And then, the second time I went it there was this beautiful entry. Which you must read. Nice to know I’m not alone, and neither are you. We must all be a bunch of nutters.
All these little things weaving together on a daily basis, shaping who we are, and who we will be. I’m choosing to hear the positives, hope you do too.