Root Canals...inspiration?!?!?

Root Canal today at 12:15...inspiration quickly following! Okay, maybe quickly isn't the best word but it does follow! When I get nervous, which even after 3 root canals I still do, it helps me to change my focus, think about something else.

I remember listening to an interview, can't remember who it was, but this struck me.."The quality of our lives depends largely on what we choose to pay attention to..." It's true, we all know that if we are certain that there is something negative about a situation-we'll find it no matter how hard we have to look, and while we're looking so hard for the bad how many really nice things have we ignored, not noticed...because we were only focused on the negative. The joy is missed.

I've missed alot of joy in my life, I am sad to say. I get caught up in the worry and the "what if's" and I forget that while I am focusing on the scary or unknown or negativity..I am missing the laughs or the words of comfort or the moment at hand.

Plus, while I am worrying I am NOT creating. Well, let's correct that, I am creating but it's bad stuff like headaches and sleepless nights, hours of stress. I want to create the good stuff, like hand created Christmas gifts, or a sketch of a wall-hanging, selecting colors for a new piece, things that help me de-stress, breathe easier, actually help me deal better when the real problems arise!

Which brings us back to the Root Canal. I was so nervous and anxious that I didn't do myself or my husband any favors. I didn't really enjoy last night and I walked around like a mope this morning. So while in the chair, I thought you have to calm down, you have to think of something else..and slowly images of my sewing room came into my head, then projects that I haven't touched in awhile, plans for an Art Day with some of the girls from work started to materialize and before I realized it my hands weren't clenched together so tightly, my shoulders dropped, and my breathing got easier.

Changing my focus to something creative changed the quality of my life at that moment in the Endodontist's chair. I just wish I could remember to do that a little earlier...I'm working on it. After all, just like so many projects in my sewing space, I am also a work-in-progress.