A forty something chick navigating the rocky road of divorce and single parenthood
Saturday, October 9, 2010
Winkers,blinkers and nod.
Blinders, blinkers or winkers are names given to a piece of horse tack that restricts the horses vision to the rear and sometimes to the side in an effort to focus the horse on the race. At the start of this blog - I made myself the promise not to get stuck in the quagmire of bitterness and misery. Truth be told I think I may have taken the very road I said I wouldn't. Naturally.
When you are in your vehicle skidding on black ice, ABS break systems or not, it matters where you look. A key rule is: Where you look is where you will eventually land up. Control your fear. Keep your eyes on your destination of choice. The chances are despite the fact that you have very little control of your vehicle mid-skid, your focus is key.
I saddled up the old mare, threw my bundle of dreams in the back of a rickety cart, put blinkers on and started trekking. My goal was to get as far from the hurt and disappointment as possible. Each step was a step away from it all and thus with my blinkers on, I was making progress. Right? Uh-uh.
Whilst you may not "spook" with blinkers on, you also miss the amazing,astonishing,enjoyable, extraordinary,incredible and sensational parts of everyday life. I may have missed a stretch of fabulous scenery, but I won't take the crop out and give myself a lashing or two. I'll toss my blinkers and keep my eyes open instead, for the surprising splendour of my everyday life and focus not on what I lack, but cherish what I have.
Joy, I discover is something we create, with the clay of what we have today, with our own hands and our own heart, and how you look at your creation makes all the difference. Right now I'm a work in progress. How did you create joy today?
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I love your writing and your outlook. Keep it up!
ReplyDeleteThanks Kate, I'm glad you are back posting,after your drought of 8 days!!!!!
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