Ever have one of those days – where life just feels more surreal than real? Most likely, yes. I am having one of those weeks. Had another intended post but after having to unexpectedly say good bye to our dog of 12 years, all my words seemed lacking. Now just trying to make sense of the senseless.
In the End, is - life, work, relationships surreal? An individual expression of how we show up in unintentional exchanges and experiences, real? How do we respond and react without filters? What is our personal willingness to invest? Do we have an intuitive attitude? When thrown a curve, a week off track, surreal or exposing what is real?
Sometimes there simply is no answer. (like why a healthy dog eats a ribbon and the consequences that follow)
I can propose we reimagine…Let there be dreaming, in a dreamlike incident. Be curious about what is explicable in the inexplicable. Believe in significance and hopeful of possibilities.
In the End, if you thesaurus Surreal - bizarre and fantastic, exist together - for real.
Reese you will be missed.
ReImagine Possibilities., Inc.