My post started on the Wednesday I went to London while the train staff was striking away and somehow got stuck in 'Thought Alley' for additional days...
|Just a reflection of my mischievous mind on the train|
The elderly gentleman sat across from me, his fierce Vinnie Jones face set in some serious folds but as the phone rang reality took a drastic turn as his cheerful 'hello-oo' sounded into the air almost like a melodic symphony.
How looks can be deceiving and I wondered how often people don't get a second chance because we all KNOW for a fact that first impression lasts.
The past few weeks since this journey have been manic in an exciting and also challenging way, and it makes me wonder if I have been at the receiving end of judging minds when my faces has been laid in serious frowns, hiding smiles and laughs as I have been going about sorting and considering options and decisions.
But then - no one has uttered any comments or opinions.
I was to model a variety of expressions, from various artists, most of which were frowning, angry, fierce and agressively shouting.
Lesson learned, it hurts to put my face into unfamiliar position and aren't I lucky that for me, those unfamiliar positions are those of expressing anger, frustration and hate.
My face is definitely made for grinning, smiling, laughing and a bit of mischievous chuckling.
What is your face telling you?
No matter what we deal with in terms of house, transport and other big materialistic challenges it is always worth remembering that where there is a heart that beats with love, there is a home and room for a smile.