A snapshot I took in a photography class. It's the view of a chandelier from directly below it. |
Since then, I have come to understand that the poster was religious in nature, which doesn't appeal to me. Nonetheless, the inspiration I felt that day has not dulled in my mind. I find myself frequently remembering that poster in various situations: when I'm feeling sad, when I see a cool blue sky full of white puffy clouds, and usually after I've just looked up...and seen something from a different angle.
It's time to get underneath this beast of an illness and see what it looks like from down there. Might I see this struggle with more compassion and less frustration? Might I understand this is my golden opportunity to live a life feeling like the person I was meant to be?
What other things could I see when I finally look up?
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