A spring of green...

I'd say that most of us aren't aware that when we look at something (internal or external), we are deciding how to see it.

This is something I have to think about, since everything can come into me through a very negative filter that sifts all the positives out.  If this keeps happening, all I am seeing of the world is dark, unkind, ugly, pointless etc and this becomes a default view.
There are dark, unkind, ugly and pointless things in the world for sure, but that's not all it's made up of. 

My compost heap, for example.  Yes really. It is a mound of dark brown matter slowly decomposing, but the other day I noticed a pale stalk growing out of it with the tenderest, purest green leaf - that bright spring colour. It is without a doubt lovely, and all from a simple seed that went astray.
Looking at it's loveliness doesn't make the mouldering heap go away but shifts the focus from one to the other.

If you feel the need, just try it.  It doesn't have to be a heap of compost, think of those tiny plants that anchor themselves onto walls then flower in abundance.  They're doing their lovely thing right now.

Cymbalaria muralis - ivy leaved Toadflax