New View Point

I just returned from seeing my chiropractor. I love her. I have only seen her 5 times, but she had me at the first phone call when she called me…. darlin’. Ususally I recoil when other women call me honey, darlin’, or sweetheart, but her warmth and seeming “comfort within her own skin” transformed my automatic response to one of feeling “taken in” by her.

I like when I allow my self to have a different reaction. And I am sometimes in awe of that shift. How can exactly the same event produce different reactions in me?

The difference is in me.  If I see things the way I always see them… life  will always look the same. In my office I face a wall with a relatively plain decor, except for a painted cloud and flying fairy. My clients face a dramatic view, a large piece of driftwood, red steel girders , and a woven tapestry rug. We are both in the same room, but viewing it from different angles.

Sometimes I lie on the floor to change my vantage point, (try it- the room looks very different.) Or, I contort myself to look at the world upside down. I am always amazed at how much I notice when I change my position (literally and figuratively) and how different life looks.

I like my life better when my emotional responses can be varied.  I stay more interested….

Patricia Boswell

2 comments on “New View Point

  1. Hi! Patricia,

    I like your outlook or should I say uplook? I’ve had that same experience with waitresses or store clerks or?
    At times, I cringe, other times I smile and feel their warmth.

    I’m intrigued by the idea that two people that are in same room at the same time, facing each other and, for me, I sometimes don’t see things (like an incredible ‘mask’ , intense, with feathers, a woman’s sihlouette in glowing grays and blacks) on the wall that I face every week when I come into the room for 4 years. I had to ask “has that always been there? Something distracted me and the ‘space’ is exactly the same for myself and the other person (that is, all except the mask I don’t see, (right?). I feel as if we couldn’t have been in the same room, the same space, because I didn’t SEE the mask.

    I guess looking at the world from a different perspective/angle is the same thing. I love to lay on the ground beneath a grandmother tree and just look up through the branches and see the sunlight and dark shadows.

    That reminds me of an article I was reading in SIERRA magazine this afternoon. The article was about the giant redwoods and sequoias that they are trying to protect from the climate change. In order to figure out how to help the tree, they have to climb all the way up beyond the canopy. In the eyes of the workers, some are sad because they’re worried about the trees dying and others are, at least in part, in awe to be able to see the world in the way an eagle might see it…

    Perhaps our emotions shift when our hearts are open to the world?

  2. I remember actively getting lower to the ground to see what/how a child (my children) see…..or, a wheelchair bound person. I did that with my kids, actually….@ the Children’s Museum…..had them sit in a wheel chair, move it around, to gain another’s perspective.

    Or, after my split…instead of sitting on my big side porch in the AM, looking up @ where the ex used to come down from my upper yard/field from feeding animals (& unable to get that picture out of my head), I put a chair on my small front porch & had a completely different ‘morning’ view! It worked WONDERS! 🙂

    The saying of always have 3 options in a situation..? 1. Do nothing 2. Change your perspective 3. Change the situation. It’s amazing what #2 can do..?! I suppose the issue is always having the inclination? desire? strength? to actively turn/move OR truly allow our eyes to SEE what is, instead of what we think or expect to see….

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