Tunnel Vision

As I sat down to blog, I reflected on the week that had passed and even though I was rearing to get writing, I suddenly hit a blank! It was one of those weeks, whereby it was such an emotional roller-coaster that I just could not put my thoughts into words. I decided that it was not going to happen. Clearly I was having writers’ block!

Laptop closed, I decided for once not to put the TV on. I had a desire to be creative and was determined to be so, one way or another! For my birthday back in July, I received a “paint by numbers” of a Protea flower. Now for those that are not familiar with the concept, there are about 16 different paints, all numbered and a numbered canvas. The idea is that by the end of it, you have a replica of the Protea.

As I started painting, I said to Jason that I have the firm belief that since I am following the instructions that there should be a Protea at the end of it, but that currently I just could not see it. The Protea was pink with its green leaves, but currently all I can see is blotches of black and green.

It dawned on me, that like most things in life, although we might have an idea of what an end product should look like, it is so important that we have a clear vision! Now I am no artist, but I do admire those that make it look so easy to paint. Is this how they go about creating their masterpieces? Lots of blotches of different colors, which then by pure vision, turns into a Protea masterpiece? I now understand why they charge what they do for their artwork! It can take hundreds of hours for their vision to come to life on a blank canvas.

(Photo credit to Kehn Hermano from Pexels)

Yesterday, as I cycled through my neighborhood, I decided to take a different direction to what I normally would and I was suddenly reminded as to why I always see people jogging in the opposite direction! I was cycling uphill, instead of down and let me tell you it was not easy, but I loved every minute. Exploring by bike is so different than by car or by foot. I became aware of the different inclines in different areas and with each pedal and breath I was taking, I felt my lungs literally come alive. As I stopped on a green belt, I noticed a bee on a little flower, oblivious to me looking at it. Had I not seen the bee busy at work, I would have passed the flower for a weed.

On Friday a friend messaged me asking if there was a chance for a blog. I responded with a very curt no, that I was too busy. At the time, I was dealing with a somewhat of a crises at work, but in hindsight I probably should have taken the time to respond in a nicer manner. I mean, she did not know what was happening in my space.

How often do we lose sight of our vision, look at things with a one dimensional lens and respond without thinking?

Who knows what the new week has in store. All I can hope for is that I remain focused, continue to notice the little things in life and think before I answer!

Until next time.

Light, love and positive thoughts

Ophelia