Recreate

The first model of a boat didn’t quite meet my expectations. But I didn’t give up. With each new piece, I persevered and gradually perfected it.

Yet the tiny boats looked weird on the wooden table as if they had been sent to a workshop for repairs.

My Mom quietly spread silver foil on the table to reflect the painting on the wall.

Though not genuine, the scene was beautiful, and creating it brought me immense joy and pleasure.

Years later, I recall this experience during my visualisation sessions. It’s a powerful reminder that we can recreate our own reality by reflecting on the beauty around us.


What Do You See #261

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