Blessings in disguise
I keep noticing my deep urge to “unsee” so many of the things I’ve been finding out about myself lately. Not just ignore them, but really undo ever having come across them. Or ever having given them the space to further expand and demand more attention.
Yet, every time I allow myself to look closely…to find some comfort in meeting eyes with them…to take a deep breathe and really allow them to walk through, they turn out to have just a couple of things to say before they’re ready to part ways with me. And my reluctance to simply turn my head around and acknowledge their existence, ends up making them stay longer than they’re originally meant to. Which makes me want to unsee them even more, and the intensity only grows stronger.
Sometimes “seeing” things only requires coupling them with a little bit of “listening.” After which things fall in place so naturally. Sometimes being able to see those things ends up being a blessing.
