You know what? We are constantly bombarded with images. Hollywood, big screen, small screen, magazines. Instagram. Facebook. Our lives are more transparent than ever, but with that transparency, have we made ourselves any happier?
Forget competing with, or keeping up with the Joneses, or that mother that you see dashing in and out of the classroom dropping her kids off. Her makeup is always perfect, she prances through the playground in 3 inch heels and her kids only eat organic healthfood, packed in those adorable bento boxes.
Problem is, we carry her around in our pockets. On our phones, in our social media, on our computer screens, and in our faces. But do you know what? We are all that person to someone else.
That bears repeating. We are ALL that person to someone else.
My reality is not your reality.
We are all icebergs floating around in our worlds. We choose what we show, the same as we wear clean clothes and brush our hair before going out in public. However what isn’t seen is the hard work that may go into presenting that image to the world. The hidden pain, the tears, the arguments, the baked beans on toast because there’s no way to make the money for the week stretch any further.
So, while I’m carefully cropping out the mess and showing you the beautiful things that I craft, here’s some of the what you won’t see.
Hours of unpicking when a quilting pattern doesn’t work. Points that don’t match, on the second or third try. The state of my shower, my kitchen or alternatively my laundry. Dust bunnies the size of labradors hiding behind most of the furniture. The tears and frustration of some severe health and other issues that my eldest child is facing down, and feeling that I’m carrying his load on my shoulders. Hours of wasted time spent laying on my bed, the lounge or even slumped at the kitchen table without enough energy to get up and move. The painful days and months it took for the doctors to get a handle on my medication and get me back on my feet and functioning at any level.
But I don’t hide all these things from you because I don’t want you to see them. As if they are somehow shameful or should be avoided.
I know that you are ALL battling your own fights. Bravely, the best way that you can. You don’t need me to show you how to be brave. How to stand up, or if necessary, just keep crawling forward.
I figure you come here to escape from those problems. To see some beauty, some inspiration. To share ideas, to learn some new things, to encourage one another in our turn.
Please feel free to make yourselves comfortable. Take off your shoes, curl up on the lounge, don’t worry about a coaster. Help yourself to a coffee, in fact you can make one for me while you’re over there. The chocolate biscuits are in the pantry.
So, why shouldn’t you want it all?
Because “it all” includes my pain and sorrow, as well as my joys and success? No. Because what you already have is enough. YOU ARE ENOUGH. Spend more time focussed on the joy that is in your life now, and less time wondering why your life doesn’t look like your favourite Instagram account. Spend more time loving what is around you right now. Your happiness will increase a hundred times faster than if you HAD that life. Because it’s all just empty air without the parts that make you real. Without what makes YOU.
Please share with us one thing today that is giving you joy!