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Sunday June 28, 2015


Do you want to see what is truly there, or do you want to confirm what you expect will be?

Rooted in fearfulness?

Or brimming curiosity?

Can you see what I see? Are you open minded, neither fearing nor blindly accepting – seeing reality, or what you want confirmed?

If we can’t see beyond tomorrow, how do we get through today? When we do, how far down that road, around how many corners, are we prepared to look?

Too often our viewpoint is deeply imprinted – by parents, teachers, bad experiences, unkind acts. Framed from bad luck. By good fortune.  Limiting views seen, framed.

Experiences – curbs on streets we travel, boundaries limiting tolerance for possibility, deeming so much as impossibility …

Why limit that?

Every morning. Fresh start. We DO start fresh. Every corner turned offers panoramic familiarity or foreign territory – as only we can see, by striving to see what is really there.

Methinks we all strive more to see what we want. Doesn’t matter where or what we explore – destinations, adventures, projects or simply negotiating life’s pylons between breakfast and bedtime. Or between bedtime and breakfast.

Unknown landscape, vacant canvas – painted over with oft-forgot or regretted experiences.

More than being open-minded, we need be open to seeing what is to be seen.

Spirits are buoyed when we see joy. Not so much by non-joy.

Known it.

Seen it.

All.

Could be our attitude, could be our lens, could be whether we turn right or left.

Could be about what is right, what is left or left over.

What is it about this time, this view, which might be unique from all others?


Mark Kolke

column written/ published from Calgary, AB

morning walk:  18DC/64F, bird choruses on every block, rabbits everywhere this morning to Gusta’s leashed-chagrin, light breeze – so invigorating … incredibly painted as this fresh start feeling. Sure, it is a day like any other. Or is it a day like no other? Both I suppose …


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