I refine my taste, not by echoing what I admire, but by understanding it, because originality now lives in interpretation, in the way I choose to see and shape what already exists,
I refine my taste, notice how my preferences shift when I spend more time working on projects that don’t immediately show results that instantly,
I refine my taste, recognizing I used to prefer what was easy to enjoy instead of what asked more of my attention, and I’m learning to stay with what stretches me,
I refine my taste, and I question whether I’m drawn to what feels good or to what truly expands my depth and perspective,
I refine my taste, letting my goals and standards shift slowly over time without force, while staying open to what is…
I pay more attention, to things I would usually overlook because they don’t catch my eye at first glance, I trust that what is subtle often reveals itself only to those who are attentive,
I pay more attention, I notice how much depth reveals itself only after I resist the urge to move on and decide too quickly,
I pay more attention, I admit I have dismissed things prematurely simply because they did not meet my goal expectations immediately,
I pay more attention, pausing to ask if I’ve stayed long enough with this to understand it, or if I’ve rushed it into something familiar,
I pay more attention, choosing to stay past my first reaction, where the surface settles and something more honest begins to appear…
I reshape my measure of what is worthwhile by paying attention to the small choices that quietly define my direction,
I reshape my measure, I notice how each decision I make reinforces a pattern of what I accept or reject without fully realizing it,
I reshape my measure, I admit my standards have been shaped by what I allow to repeat without question,
I reshape my measure, wondering if my choices are moving me toward what I want or anchoring me to what I’ve settled for,
I reshape my measure, and I begin to choose with greater awareness, knowing each choice quietly sets the direction I will live into…
I stay teachable, even when I feel the pull to settle into what I already know and stop questioning it,
I stay teachable, I feel the humility in recognizing that understanding is not something I reach once but something I return to in a repeated, slow process,
I stay teachable, I admit I still want to arrive at a place where I no longer have to question myself, even though I know that place does not exist yet,
I stay teachable, and I ask whether I’m still open to being changed or already trying to arrive at something final,
I stay teachable, I continue without closing myself too soon, trusting that what remains open is where the next version of me is formed…
Watchwords:
Slow myself down long enough to notice
Loosen my grip enough to expand
Remain in the uncertainty until it shows
Step toward what unsettles my certaint
Curate what I allow to influence me
Here is Tikatarot, who dares you to answer the question, “Who am I?”..
As and will always be reminding you to dream: