About not letting the past colour your choices

Do you see the cherry three or the crushed brick wall?
It is a matter of choice.

I have thought about that question a lot lately. If I should let the past colour my choices or not. One way or the other it does to everybody since old experiences are used without any conscious decision.

I have had a hard year.I am getting out of it thanks to lots of work related projects giving me energy. And in this process I had to make a few decision if I should let the past colour my choices or not.



I once did not apply for a job with heard quarter in an exotic country because of old experiences. I regretted that later and promised myself I will never do such an anti-decision that is a flight mechanism rather than an active choice.

So when I this February came to realize a few facts - after I had started to fly on an positive spiral of success and felt really great after a hard year - I was just about to do that same kind of Cinderella escape once again. But I decided I had enough of the past.

My decision mean I had left the past. And I was proud. I felt could manage the situation no matter what happened. And I still do.That sadly includes hiding skeletons in the closet but there is no alternative. If they pop out anyhow - it is up to them. Not me. I will act as if I was blind deaf and dumb if needed.

For  the future
I have spent far too much time living in the past last year and have happily left that phase since last months. Hard work, stupid projects and great feedback has helped a lot. I do still mourn Mona-Lisa and in short moments old sorrows are attached to those memories. Life sorrows and reflections about the future.

All friends I lost last year are properly buried at the graveyard since months ago. Except for an old class mate who died recently.Tonight I light the candle for him and Mona-Lisa.

Business is business, private is private, past is past.
Life has to go on!


At the picture on top - did you see the cherry three or the crushed brick wall?
Both are there but what you see is a matter of choice. A life choice. I see the three and I will soon see it for real right outside my home office window.