Enough Room


  1. space that can be occupied or where something can be done, especially viewed in terms of whether there is enough.

Two metaphors use “room” to explain how to remain happy:

  • The Bus metaphor
  • The Garden metaphor

The Bus Metaphor:

If you only allow happy thoughts on your bus as you drive your route, after awhile the bus will be full and there will be no room for any unhappy thoughts.

The Garden Metaphor:

If you plant a garden and you plant enough flower seeds so that they take up the most room, it makes it awfully hard for any weeds to sprout.


Just a reminder that if you’re filling your mind with happy thoughts as often as you can, there’s way less chance that something unhappy will slip through. There’s not enough room.


“Affordable Art”


I just passed a frame shop that had the words “Affordable Art” in mirrored vinyl on its window.

I felt a strange tension. The same strange tension that I feel when I try to imagine art as commerce.

Art is something that is created from a person’s imagination and it’s interesting to me that I have a hard time bridging the gap between commerce and something that’s created from someone’s imagination. Because all things created come from the imagination.

Inventions, all inventions, whether intended as a source for commerce or not, come from imagination. Architecture, technological devices, home decor, automobiles, medical equipment, etc., etc. they are all made up in a person’s imagination.  They’re all designed before they can come into reality. In fact, I would venture to guess that artwork played a part in the completion of their design before they came into reality. At some point the invention was drawn or sketched or rendered.

So where have I picked up the stigma that art is not to be sold or labeled “affordable?” Better said, why does it cause tension in me when I imagine art as something mundane or profane enough to be labeled “affordable?”

Somehow I have elevated art in my mind as something that is created from a Spiritual place rather than an earthly one. I have imagined art to be a gift from Heaven as opposed to a utility from Wal-Mart.

I have to ask myself, “Did this belief about art as Spirit-borne come from societal training?” or am I alone in this opinion?

And this is where all these thoughts lead; if art, an invention of the mind, is from Spirit then aren’t all inventions from Spirit?

I mean really we have only one way to reconcile the differences. Either we bring art down to the level of the mundane or we bring the mundane up to the level of art.

Or is the real crux of the matter the fact that art does not have a utility (outside of being something to admire)?