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Everyday life seems to be a Rorschach test

 

Perception is everything and nothing. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Its all relative. There are always two or even more sides to a story.  You get it. We all get it in our own ways. Everyday life is a chicken corn chowder recipe in which we all know the base ingredients but we differ on the amount of paprika and spices we put into it.

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Your salty pretzels are bland to me. Your spicy salsa is mild at best. You may see in black and white but I see gray. I live comfortably in nuance. Ambiguity drives me and presents an opportunity. At times I like to color outside the lines. Whatever that means.  And, I am sure that means something different to each of us.

 

There are so many interpretations of a scene that I am surprised we ever find anything to agree on anymore. When you see a blotch what do you envision? And, how easy is it to see things from someone else’s point of view. We say that we each should try to do so but we are also taught to be skeptical. We can’t even be guaranteed that we will see something the same way twice.   That is why one should strive to be ok with nuance and ambiguity.  There is much in everyday life that needs to be unpacked and there should be joy in that because it means we are alive.

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  1. i will relate as our Beloved Cat is
    Likely Slowly Dying i Say He’s trying
    To Purr Wife Argues trying Harder
    To Breathe i Sing Both is Okay
    The Joy Of
    No Words
    The Best
    Dance
    Now
    He Hugs
    My Chest
    We Share
    A Moment
    Of Heart Moral
    Of the Story ‘teach’
    A Human to Purr today..:)

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  2. i Would have told this
    Story Today At Church
    Yesterday but i arrived Late
    And the Ushers offered
    Everyone A Seat but
    Me Meanwhile
    i Slow Danced
    In the Very
    Back
    With
    My Soul
    As the Priest
    Told A story
    About Jesus Standing
    So Much taller than his
    Audience and i thought
    To myself Thanks Any
    Way
    i only
    Come
    Here
    To Dance
    And Sing..:)

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  3. Hi Mimi,
    Great post with much to think about. I have disability and chronic health issues which vary considerably as do people’s reactions. I seem to pass under the radar most of the time but I went to the Opera House a few years ago and I asked for an accessible seat and they only had a wheelchair spot available. I was a bit unsure but they offered me the use of a chair so off I went. It was a really good experience because the usher ploughed through the crowds and I wasn’t left feeling like I was about to get knocked over. HOwever, when i posted the photos on FB, my friends were really concerned. What’s happened? They didn’t ask it straight out but I knew they were wondering: “Are you dying?” I had a similar response when I posted a photo recently in my hospital gown having a routine endoscopy. I said it was routine and yet the visual cue said sick and dying. I find that on the days I use my walking stick that people are much nicer and accepting and if I do get stuck in whatever way, they’re willing to help. They can see I have a vulnerability and make allowances.
    However, I often have trouble with my kids and husband. They can expect so much from me and it’s very hard to actually tell them I have to stop. I am also a bit on the manic side as well at times and find it hard to pull the pin. I also find that I have that mum instinct to fight for and defend my kids and overlook myself in the process.
    Humans are such interesting, unfathomable beings!
    Best wishes,
    Rowena

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  4. Love the way we see things differently.
    Brussel sprouts must be a treat for some but 😷to me.
    Recommend listening to Shirley Bassey with her version of “My Way”, a great way
    to instil a self belief in being different and not giving a damn.
    Have a damn great day Mimi! B

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  5. I have friends who find my life interesting. I have others who consider me dull, me likewise. I like spicy foods but conservative art. Many of my friends and even close family do not agree. We each have our own opinions and outlook. I try hard to understand theirs. I hope they understand mine. Ours is a world of compromise. And “compromise” isn’t as bad a word as I once believed. That is, until it jeopardizes one’s inner core, one’s reason for living. Then it’s time to draw a line and take a stand, if you will pardon the double cliché.

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