My mind has been shifting perspectives lately on some big stuff in my life. My mind has also been resisting those new perspectives, habitually returning to the old thought patterns, to the familiar interior conversation. And to the familiar feelings that come along with it.
Change is strange and can be quite uncomfortable.
What’s helping is to imagine that my mind is getting remodeled. That the stained, familiar wallpaper is getting peeled away, slowly but surely. That the walls are being sanded down, and that I’m eagerly picking out a fresh color of paint.
I’m also considering knocking a hole in one of the walls and putting in a window.
What color are your mind walls these days?
