The Window

As I ride my bicycle down the streets of my neighborhood, I often look into the big picture windows that open into what I imagine would be the living room of the home. Do you ever wonder what goes on inside those windows? If only windows could talk. Would we see a loving family, or would we see fighting and harsh words and lack of respect? Would we see children being taken care of, taught respect and love, or would we see them being abused, neglected and starved for attention? I often wonder what people think when they look into my large picture window. It’s almost as if they are looking into the window of my soul. Do they see a woman of character? Do they see a woman of hurt and pain? Do they see a confident woman who believes her future is bright and endless? Or, can they see a broken woman full of pain from the past, broken from shame and unwise choices, and full of regret?

What a truly scary thought that somebody could see through the window of my soul. I try so hard to paint the picture of a confident woman entering the room in her pencil skirt, stiletto heels, and Louis Vuitton handbag. I try so hard to mask all insecurities with perfectly done hair and makeup, and a smile that lights up the room. Who am I actually kidding? Do I really think I am kidding anyone? Oh, I’m sure I am fooling some. I am sure there are those who would look into the window of my soul and want my life just based solely on what they see on the outside. There are enough shallow people in this world only concerned with outward appearances, and what others think. If I am so concerned with people gazing through my window, what do I want them to see? I have a whole plethora of things running through my head, a whole mixed bag of thoughts about that. A whole pandora’s box if you will. Scandalous I say! No, nothing of the sort. Remove the glasses of judgment. The beauty of the window is that from the outside, I can paint the illusion of whatever I want. The beauty of the window is only those I allow inside see what is truly there, not simply how it appears from the outside looking in. The beauty of the window is that looking through it opens a whole new world of endless possibilities, new roads to be travelled, things to be learned, growth and a blank canvas waiting to be splattered with paint.

So what do people see if they are peeking inside of your window? More importantly what do you see? It’s imperative for growth in life to take an honest evaluation of the real picture, not just how things appear. It is imperative if you want to change anything in your life, and be better, to clean your glasses and see things completely clear, and as they truly are! If we are not honest with ourselves about those things in our life that may need to be cleaned up, changed and made better, we will become complacent, and stay stuck right where we’re at. Others might see something that appears perfect, but on the other side of that window, you must sleep at night. Only you get to decide if through that window is happiness, peace, and joy, or heartache, regret and pain.

I want a perfectly streak free window that shows not perfection, no not at all, but healing, peace and a drive to always be better. I want the view to show kindness, growth, and hope for the future. I want the view to show joy and laughter and a merry heart! So today, I hope you clean your window and think about what lies beyond those window panes.

With love for you all,

Shauna