In Context: Acceptance

September 2, 2020

This is from my 5 x 8 inch or so Hand•Book Watercolor Journal I was carrying in my purse at the time.

I was sitting in the eye doctor’s office for the umpteenth time, sketching people in line at the counter as I wanted for my appointment. (I am fascinated by winter coats and so it’s a good thing I live in Minnesota.)

Dick was siting next to me and I wrote him this note. 

Sometimes, when the news is constantly bad, and you have done your due diligence and looked at all the avenues, it’s time to stop chasing something and just go on with things as they are.

This is the exact moment I realized this about my eyes. I was spending so much time in the doctor’s office, well I wasn’t getting much else done.

The Pandemic shut down helped solidify this epiphany. My new Zombie Eye came in after this visit, but my technician was off home schooling her kids and I didn’t want to risk hurting my eye further without the ability to go in at a moment’s notice for help.

Will we pick up where we left off when the Pandemic is over? Nope. I don’t think so. I will of course go in and have another go with the revised Zombie eye, but the urgency to get it working isn’t there. 

I needed then, and need now, to be present every day in my actual life, working within the limitations that exist. This is always the way forward. It doesn’t mean you don’t stop investigating, it certainly doesn’t mean you don’t stop looking for work-arounds and fixes.

But it does mean that you transmogrify all that hope, some of it exposed as senseless through science and action, into something solid and tangible—the present moment.

I found once I did that I had more energy, and more fun.

Oddly I also found there was more hope to go around. 

I think that is what happens when you let go of “what was.”

I think this is what happens when you face up to resistance in your life.

    • Ted B
    • September 3, 2020

    Roz, this is an exceptionally inspiring take on things. When my wife was a young woman an elderly lady who was undergoing some trying times, told her, “Always do the best you can with what you’ve got.” I am not so good at living by this myself, but the times I do stop to ask myself, “Am I really doing the best I can with what I’ve got?” My honest answer is usually, “No.” That often puts things in perspective: “Do I truly need something better to do better?

    1. Reply

      Ted, I like your quick mind looking right at the heart of the matter. We all need to have a quick way to get things shifted into perspective. I think “Am I really doing the best I can with what I’ve got?” pretty much sums it up and I’m going to borrow it. It forces us right to action.

    • Paullette
    • September 3, 2020

    Very inspiring. Thank you. Last year I broke my dominant hand which required two operations. I was in a funk for a bit but decided to carry on doing art with my non dominant hand. So many good things came out of this experience both physically and mentally.

    1. Reply

      Paullette I’m glad you just kept on going and switched hands. It kept you open to all that other goodness. That’s what we always need to do: stay open.

  1. Reply

    Resistance Is Futile – but not investigation, or fun. And hope? Well, it comes and goes as it pleases… take it from an MS Lady on a mobility scooter. 🙂 Besides, perfection is highly over-rated. I always love your work, always will….

    1. Reply

      Thank you Sheryl—I agree—I’d rather have something finished than something perfect! Thanks for your vote of confidence in me, which I appreciate!

  2. Reply

    I viscerally resonated with your post, Roz. Thanks for your candor and vulnerability. I have struggled with the cultural divisiveness. I moved during lockdown, so every day provides a new discovery. I learned so much about myself and was forced to evaluate what needs to stay in my life and what I need to just let go. Not any easy decisions, but liberating at the same time.

    1. Reply

      I’m still working on that cultural divisiveness—but I have more energy to do so now that I have let go of my eyes! Thanks for stopping in to share your encouragement.

    • egl
    • September 12, 2020

    When I was a kid, I was taught that Hope was put in Pandora’s jar to counteract the woes and evils that were released. When I got older, I realized that Hope can be just another form of woe.

    1. Reply

      egl, I think misguided or uniformed, or wishful thinking hope are all forms of woe.

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