Physics is right.
The way you look at things makes all the difference.
The looking, itself, changes reality.
When I look with generous eyes,
Willing to see wonder,
Searching for hope,
Watching for moments of grace,
My edges of my days are softened.
When others look at me with generous hearts,
Looking for reasons to love and affirm,
Rather than pointing to my warts and worries,
I am made whole.
What a gift to have friends
Who intentionally see the good in me,
Who hug me into my better self.
Perhaps that is the definition of a friend:
Someone who holds the mirror for your better self,
And calls it forth to play.
I am grateful, today, for friends like these.
They fill my life with grace.
They help to make me who I want to be.
After all, it’s not so much what you look at.
It’s what you see. It’s what we see, together.
Finally, beloved, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is pleasing, whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence and if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things. Philippians 4:8
[photo by Khalid Al-Haqqan per cc 2.0]