
Changing Perspective isn’t always about broadening it.
Yesterday, I had spent many hours at my keyboard when my body started to rebel. It was urging me to get up.
I decided I needed to move. Walking a regular route, easing myself into a pain free state by silently chanting an effective Louise Hay affirmation was my remedy.
In this meditative state I noticed a tree, one that is abundant in Hobart. For the first time I noticed the flower head was actually lots of tiny, individual flowers.
By the the time I had finished my walk I had ‘solved’ a writing problem I hadn’t realised I was even grappling with.
Sometimes we benefit from narrowing our perspective.

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