All the right words, in all the wrong places

Can we open our eyes?

We talk about being more authentic, our mental health and being able to talk to each other, and the importance of community, but I’ve noticed that we can be just as judgmental about who we share a smile with – especially when the person seems different than our norm.

It still feels a little selfish to me… and don’t get me wrong, I’m talking about everyone else. I’m far from perfect here too, but I am challenging myself with this thought too. We are getting better at talking about the things we need to talk about but sometimes too good.
I just wonder how many of us take time to notice the individual in the canteen who is searching for a seat on their own, or who pass us on the street with tears running down there eyes. Whilst we sit in groups comparing and contrasting the good and the bad of our jobs, day, and life, or go about our business ignoring the tears dropping by our side. I don’t know about anyone else but I know how easy it is to be distracted from actioning the very thing I know to do… We are so good at giving out all the excuses in the world about why we can’t, why we didn’t, and I don’t know about you but I’m just tired of hearing all the right words, in all the wrong places. I want to be someone who follows through all the time, not just when it looks good, makes me feel comfortable, and reaches across the room.Someone wise once said about life that;

“It’s not about what you see but how you see it.”

What are you noticing today? Where does your sight need adjusting?

It’s one thing to say you stand for something or that you’re going to change something, it’s a whole other matter to live it.