Limited Vision

Limited Vision Vancouver BC

What do we see? Can we trust our Limited Vision? What's behind the corner?

I've had the good fortune of attending two creative adventures in the last few weeks. One was a writing conference, When Words Collide, which brought writers of all flavours to read, learn, teach and share their tips of our common love of words.

One of the presenters I had was confused over the breakdown of her technology, another laughed through the same occurence. One had an attitude "that needed a bigger stage" and turned me off completely. Yet, I am aware that he also had many fans there.

As we traversed between buildings, found short-cuts for finding the hidden elevators, we learned to store details of what we all need in our life. Security, comfort, commonality. A strange bunch we surely were, from the Mom-down-the-street to the downright eccentric. From the participant who looked like he walked right out of a detective novel, to the undercover cop who was awaiting his first book on the shelves. We were different from each other in our experiences and knowledge but we found our way to get along. We had to look beyond.

False Creek, Vancouver BC

My second, ongoing creative burst has come from an online course with Sarah Selecky. Sarah's Six Weeks, Six Senses program has pushed me to investigate my word juices 
to put together one story 
each week based on the assigned Sense.

It started with Sight, surprisingly that story came to me quickly. The photos provided each week are a starting point not an end in itself, a similar experience to what we encounter each week in our lives. But as we've moved through each lesson, it has become progressively more difficult (for me). 

How would you put a tennis ball, a tenement building and a (sad) girl wearing an ornate necklace in one story? When you read the other participant's submissions, you can't help but see what different eyes we look with, as all the stories were personal and unique. One focuses on the necklace, another on the tenement building. We each brought our own experiences into our story.

Which brings me back to Limited Vision.

Both my creative adventures were further confirmation for me that we see the world through our own story. Through Limited Vision. We see the hitch-hiker at the side of the highway as a lost soul, a thief, a youth on his own adventure. We see a sports gathering as a pain in the backside, an opportunity to network, a chance to give away our troubles for a few hours.

Every moment, of every day, we are exposed to a variety of choices of what we "see". And then we decide - do we expand or do we hide? 

We are different from each other, and we have to look beyond. (Tweet This)

When we see something, do we expand or hide? (Tweet This)