I read about an artist who teaches art appreciation by asking students to engage a piece with this mentality:

If I liked something about this, what would I like?

I’m trying to ask myself this question – about anything at all. Immediately, it shifts my focus.

If I liked something about this, I’d like that my son can think outside of the box and discover creative uses for Vaseline.

If I liked something about this, I’d like that my son is supersocial and makes friends easily while his teacher is talking.

If I liked something about this, I’d like that my child is an independent thinker and does not respond blindly to authority.

If I liked something about this, I’d like the grey of the day.

If I liked something about being a widow, I’d like that I appreciate my husband more than ever before, and somehow I know him better than when I sat across the dinner table from him every night.

If I liked something about this, I would like this holy courtship with a very patient, listening, gentle, persistent and poetic carpenter from Nazareth. Not in the weird “Jesus is my boyfriend” way, but in the sacred conversations recorded on my iPod and the pages of my journal.

If I liked something about this, I’d like who I have become.

Benches in the winter city park

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