A look in the mirror

“The mirror ever lies.”

― Michael R. Fletcher, Beyond Redemption

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We look in the mirror

We see what we want to see

We look in the mirror

We see what we fear to see

We have so little clarity about this person in the mirror

At times the mirror is someone else

Who, as they respond to us, react to us, are a reflection

Of how we are functioning at this moment

But it is so sketchy

This process of understanding who is in the mirror

These days my mirrors are reflecting a rather distorted soul

I seem to be a mix of people

Some kind, some cruel

Some calm, some angry

Perhaps I am like the grass

Blown by the wind

This way, and that

There are certainly moments

When in my fear and anger

I do not know who I am...I do not like who I am.

There are moments when I am in balanced

And acting with calm and kindness

Perhaps, right now

We are all a little bit like

The child

Who has found himself, herself

In the house of mirrors a the circus