It has taken me awhile to learn 20/20 vision isn't necessarily synonymous with seeing life clearly. I have already written about the eye-opening realization of how I looked at others in “What's Wrong With My Rose-Colored Glasses?” That epiphany includes the way I see life and the people sharing it with me.
There was a time I thought sharp mono-vision was the best way to keep my feet firmly planted in reality while avoiding any chance of being duped. If you're thinking I sounded like a very cynical sort of person, your thinking is correct.
There wasn't any one particular life event that fueled the cynicism that shaded my perception whenever sizing up a situation. Oh, I know the particular experiences that have made me the cynical person I am, well, actually, I should use the past tense because so much really has changed – I can't say every trace of cynicism is out of my system, however, it doesn't wield the same influence.
What's the secret?
No secret. I simply have learned to see life in various shades of pink. It isn't rocket science. It's about choosing to see the positives in life … you know, the rosier side of life.
It's actually quite simple. Well, okay, it isn't that simple. In fact, it can be hard … at first. I have read going down a negative road really is the path of least resistance; it takes much more effort, more mental energy, to replace a negative thought with a positive one. Needless to say, the negative thoughts tend to win out.
However, we can train our minds to choose the positive path. That is, IF consistent effort is put forth. But, wow, is it ever worth every ounce of effort. Once the positive path becomes well traveled the journey becomes easier. The ability to see what is good about someone or something becomes automatic until, one day, we will realize our life really is colored in shades of pink. Well, at least that is the way it has been for me.
If all this is sounding a bit cheesy, well, what can I say, I mean, other than the 300+ words I've said already … see, I guess I am somewhat of a cheesy person so I can't really help sounding that way. But cheesiness aside, It's one thing to push a negative thought away, momentarily, and quite another to not even have it invade the mind in the first place. And it definitely doesn't mean I can't or don't have negative thoughts anymore – because, trust me, I do. However, the negatives no longer lead my thoughts or influence my perception or feelings.
Something I have found interesting about this whole change in my attitude is the influence on my life in general. It isn't just about turning negatives into positives when dealing with a particular something or someone even though that is what I, initially, focused on. Rather, now there is a sense of appreciation for even the mundane things.
For instance, take a rainy day. I can't tell you the times I made a rainy day into something personal – you know, it was all about what it was doing to my day, my plans … huh? Could I really be that shallow, that arrogant? I guess this may sound pretty trivial, silly even, and yet, for me it has been such a life changing realization. It has helped me push past myself and see, really see, the many facets of any given person, place or thing and hone in on what there is to be appreciative of.
It has taken me awhile to get to this point but the effort is totally worth it because of how it plays into my quality of life. So, for me, seeing life in shades of pink is about choosing to see things in context – it's about understanding there can be negatives yet making the choice to acknowledge what is positive. And it's about being balanced in how I view myself in context to what each day brings. You know, like hating rainy days because it interfered or, Crikey! ruined, my plans.
In fact, I can now honestly say I like rainy days … yes, I like Mondays, too. But then, you knew I was going to say that, didn't you?