This past year I have felt my perspective slip often into the cynical cycle which made me see mud and not stars. Or maybe it's the other way around, I have viewed the mud of life and it made me cynical. Either way my perspective from behind the prison bars of life has taken a hit and left me sometimes discouraged and depressed. Our circumstance is not everything but our perspective on our circumstances is everything. So I have been thinking of ways to change my view inside my life.
Become more thankful...even when I don't feel thankful...find something as simple such as breathing to be thankful for. Mix mud with a few seeds, some sunshine and flowers will grow.
Become more others minded even when I don't want to think about others, do something kind, on purpose for someone else. Help them build a mud pie.
Add more laughter to my life, either at myself or with others but laugh more. Enjoy a mud fight and a dance in the rain with some friends.
Cry more...tears not only refresh the eyes but wash the mud from my soul so I can see more clearly which will change my perspective.
Have a treasure hunt in the mud instead of just wallowing in it.