Same Furniture- Different Thoughts

I’ve been “Nesting” in the Bahamas.

After coming here for 10 years, I just started to have longer chunks of time on the island.  The furniture has always been in the same spot that my new husband placed it in years ago.  I’m wanting to make the home feel more like mine and aside from cleaning out cupboards, have also made some slight shifts in the furniture layout.

It’s so interesting how a tiny shift can completely change the energy and feeling of a room.  Why is that?  Same furniture.  Different thoughts about it.  New Feelings.

Just like our brain.

It occurred to me that this is exactly what I’m doing when I’m in a relationship situation.  I have thoughts about it that may bring up a negative feeling, and then don’t like how I show up. Maybe my husband says something like “You go about your business creation completely different than how I would”.  I have a thought like “I’m doing it all wrong”. This makes me feel sad and defensive.  I can feel my throat tighten and I just change the subject or try to prove how his way wouldn’t work.   If I allow my brain to poke holes in the thought “I’m doing it all wrong”, it comes up with some different interpretations about his same words.  Then I get to choose the thought that is bringing me to place where I show up like I want to.  Connected and in conversation with my partner. A thought like, “It’s possible that I have some parts of my business set up perfectly”. That little bit of a shift brings up curiosity around it and opens up space to hear some of his ideas.

A chair here, a chair there.  A thought here, a thought there. A slight change in perspective brings a new feeling and openness with someone I love.

 So, when you’re stuck in the same spot and your brain keeps serving you up the same old story, I would encourage you to move it.  Poke a hole in it. Question it.  Allow a little bit of space for the possibility of there being a different way.  Get curious.  Maybe the shift in the same old furniture will spark a new feeling.

 

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