When I wake up in the morning and look out my window, it appears as if I am looking at a magnificent canvas, a picture with vast colors and images that I could never have draw because I’m not artistic.
Then there are days I wake up and look out my window and think it’s quite drab, dark and dingy. What changed?
Well the truth is, that I don’t look at life (a canvas) and then have thoughts and opinions about the artistry. I am actually creating the canvas as I look out at life via the thinking I have in the moment.
This is a paradigm shift for most people because it feels like I am just reacting to life rather than creating life. But what if I’m not.
What if within me is a creative force, an ability to create from a blank canvas a life of peace, resilience and joy (regardless of the perceived canvas I previously thought was my life).
If this were possible, instead of feeling like a victim to my life, I could become the artist of my life.
