All about living the third stage of life which lies between 70 and 100
What if I am not what I think I am? What if I am what I think? What if I change what I think about myself today, or tomorrow, or next week? What if I find myself, and what I find is different every day? What if that which is unseen, is reality, and that which is see is the illusion? Think about it.
What seems to be, is, to those to whom it seems to be . . . .”
William Blake
Those words that gave me food for thought this morning. A mind-twister bout seeing what we assume we will see. If we change our assumptions about what we see when we look, will we see differently? I really evaluate my assumptions when it comes to my nearest relative. I see her tinted with my negative feelings about her and my feeling set point is one of exasperated duty that feels more unpleasant than feeling love. Furthermore, I have no desire to feel more appreciative of her. However, I do choose to want feel appreciation for her: that requires changing my assumptions about her, or maybe my assumptions about myself.
KICKING THE TIRES OF MY DAYS 