The Art of Appreciation - Portrait Magazine April 2008
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The Art of Appreciation

I’m into beading. It’s actually a small business I have – making and selling beaded jewelry which provides a small and very modest income. Up until a year ago my beading work station was a round table in my lounge. It wasn’t particularly big, the roundness lent to problems which including square containers protruding over the curves and regularly catching on clothes and being knocked to the floor causing a rainbow of falling plastic and class beads. There was also the fact that having a mother for a roommate I had to regularly allow my ‘work station’ to be a ‘dining room table’ and clear everything into a converted wardrobe in which it barely fit. It all led to an endless supply of frustration.


My work area

Two pictures and I still couldn't fit everything in the shot!

Now a year later things have changed somewhat. While I still room with my mother, we now have a larger house on a section that also boasts a large garage with an attached apartment. The bulk of the ‘apartment’ is one large room with great natural lighting and tons of space. Mum and I share it for our two home run businesses and I have a new, much larger and permanent work station in the back of the room.

I now have three tables (two of which are square), some shelving and a few upturned boxes beneath the tables to serve as extra mini tables. Looking back I don’t see how I ever survived in my limited space a year ago. But you know what? It’s still not enough!

My tables and boxes and shelves are an overflowing mess of beads and chain and wire and buttons. My work area is daily expanding to consume more o the room and I’m still constantly frustrated.

Which brings me to my point (sorry that it took so long).


My point is that when we allow it we are essentially never happy and never satisfied, never completely at ease with what we have in life. Even when we can look back and see how things have improved we still find ourselves muttering about how something ‘isn’t good enough’ or could and should ‘be better’.

Perhaps the better achievement of happiness truly does come when instead of constantly wanting and asking for more, we stop and take note of how much we have – health, freedom, safety, roves over our heads, food in our stomachs, education etc.

I know it’s cheesy. I know it’s something our parents were always nagging us about when we were/are growing up. And most of all I know it’s difficult but I’m going to try it and I hope you do too.

After all, my three tables, one shelf and two upturned boxes are pretty damn awesome after all! They’re in a warm, cheerful room with great light, where I can play music loudly and sing along or even dance if I so desire. I can bring my cat out with me and hang out with her as I work. My beads are fun, I enjoy what I do and a few overflowing tables really isn’t that big of a deal. The real problem is I’ve been blessed with some great bargain beads and my cup runneth over with so many good things I don’t have room for them, so to speak. And really and over abundance of good a thing isn’t really a bad thing at all, is it?

Nope, come to think of it my three tables, boxes and shelf are pretty darn awesome after all ‘Yay me’, as London Tipton would say.



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“I have a really small bedroom but unlike my friend John, I don’t have to share it with my brother. It’s small but it’ s warm and it looks out onto the street which is cool. It’s small but not bad considering.” – Lucy


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