…is it my belief? Have I consciously and intentionally thought it through and adopted an ideal.
Or…am I thoughtlessly perpetuating the belief system that I was raised with or adopted from a group of individuals that I associate with or have associated with in the past?
What do I believe?
These questions could (and do) apply to just about every aspect of my life.
Let’s just pick a simple (and non-controversial) topic.
A controversial topic got me started on this rabbit trail, but I’m not going “there” today. In brief, I read something on facebook in a group I follow, and was moved to comment and take a stand. I don’t normally do so, as computer-land can be a dangerous place for serious discussion. I find that folks will quite often “say” things on the computer that they would never say in a face-to-face discussion. Quite simply, with the human factor removed, they just get down-right rude and ugly. That’s not conducive to intelligent discourse.
Anyway, back to simple.
I’ve quit looking at decorating magazines. You know, those “Better Homes and Gardens” type periodicals.
I love them…at first. Then, I start looking around at my little environment and dissatisfaction starts to set in. If I had the sofa that’s in that photo…and that rug…maybe just some fresh paint?
I conveniently forget that it took a team of 15 creative consultants to stage that photo. And that everything that made it a real life lived-in home is just out of view of the camera. Nobody lives there.
I don’t live there.
I can’t have all that stuff laying around. I don’t have a crew of 15 people decorating, organizing and dusting. I don’t have the financial resources to remodel, redecorate and accumulate.
What I do have is a home…an imperfect, sheltering home that I’m grateful for.
I’ve had to figure out what works for me and not try to live in someone’s else’s life. I must constantly be aware of outside influences and stay true to myself.
I have to choose my own style and live in a way that fits with my belief system. I have to define a set of “rules” that I live by.
Like I said – my house is just an example. Perhaps a metaphor.
This discussion could just as well be about politics, or religion, or life-style choices.
But that’s for you to decide .
Visual artist playing with collage, assemblage and whatever else I imagine. Homemaker and homeschooling Mom of four children aged 10 to 24. Ready to fully embrace life and leave regret and fear behind. Each new day is an opportunity to love, create and live with intention...