Realized I have so many ideas and interests and desires – have been feeling the need to prioritize and get clarity – but an image of mosaic tiles around today. I can polish and place each tile with care and precision without concern for the pattern – recognizing that my life is a beautiful abstract. The “judging” or perception of it will happen at different angles and by different people through the creation of it – but I don’t need to act according to a grand design or even a simple, humble design. I simply notice the different colours in front of me on any given day and work them into this life creation process. I know that there are lovely bits and boring bits and saccharine parts but that all-in-all the mosaic is what it is, and the value comes in cherishing the process. The finished mosaic will crumble away like all the other bits of sand and glass and mortar around us.
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