Laser

I think of my attention like light. Most of the time, it shines like a lamp, soft, warm, and wide. It lights up the whole room so I can see the bigger picture and notice what is happening around me. This kind of light nourishes, connects, and keeps me open.

When I narrow that beam, my light becomes a laser. It is precise, intense, and able to cut through anything in its path. In the right situation, that focus is a gift. It can solve problems with clarity, carve a clear path, or bring an idea to life in a powerful way.

The danger is forgetting that a laser can burn. Over-focusing can strain relationships, blind me to the bigger picture, or even destroy the thing I am trying to protect.

When my light becomes a laser, my attention has to be intentional and carefully placed. I have to ask myself if this is a moment to cut deep or to shine wide.

I understand that now because of past mistakes. I have seen what happens when my focus becomes too sharp in the wrong moment, and I am learning to choose more carefully where and how I direct it.