My Perspective


1. the art of drawing solid objects on a two-dimensional surface so as to give the right impression of their height, width, depth, and position in relation to each other when viewed from a particular point.
2. “a perspective drawing”

3. a particular attitude toward or way of regarding something; a point of view.

I don’t know about you, but for me, there are certain topics that are always running through my mind, as if they are on a loop reel, constantly being replayed in my brain.

One of those topics is perspective. Mine, yours, theirs. How can people watch the same movie or read the same book and come away with a completely different view of it, or disagree on the premise entirely?

Yes, the answer has something to do with our individuality, how our belief systems instilled in us from childhood shape our world as we see it today, and shape what we see in it.

Is this a good thing? Or bad? Is your glass half-empty or half-full? Do you even care?

This past week, the internet was abuzz with a picture of a dress, taken in poor lighting that messed with people’s minds, or at least vision. This dress, depending on the viewer, was either royal blue/black or white/gold. There is a science behind why people were seeing two different dresses, (I personally saw it as white/gold and was surprised to hear my husband and kids seeing it as blue and black), something to do with the cones,rods, and receptors in the eye lens itself. It was an optical illusion that was fun for a day and could be explained. That is science.

What was even more fascinating were people’s reactions to it. Some thought it was fun, other’s were perturbed it was getting so much attention. That is perspective.

Most people go through life believing their point of view is the only thing that matters. They align themselves with others of the same ilk, perhaps out of comfort, or support, or ignorance not wanting to entertain views outside their realm of consciousness. These are the ones that are the staunch supporters or their political agendas, their religions, their own lifestyles.

This in itself is not a bad thing, unless it limits their way of thinking to the point where it infringes on those of others not holding the same views. This can be something as innocuous as praying for someone with a different belief as yours, on up to the jihadist preaching all infidels must die.

In a world of over 7 billion people, we are all not going to agree wholeheartedly on a single world view. Hell, we can’t even agree on the color of a single dress, but if we could take a step back on occasion, and look at look at a problem, a view, an event from a different standpoint, we may be surprised at what we see and equally surprised at our broader vision.

But then again, that is just my perspective.

May you have a good week, filled with sights that challenge your viewpoints and broaden your horizons.

(As Star Trek fans, of which I am one, mourn the loss of a beloved actor,
Leonard Nimoy, his role as Mr. Spock will always hold a soft spot in my heart.
Live Long and Prosper…his words, my wish, for all of us)