Blessed Beyond Measure
Being true
Do you ever get the feeling you are living a lie, or at best a fib?
Do you catch yourself looking in the mirror in the middle of the night when the chaos of the day has drained and all that is left is you?
Just you.
Linger there if you find yourself looking with open eyes and open heart and silent mind.
Linger there and look deep and don’t be afraid of what you will find because in that moment you are likely to discover something valuable.
If you stare long enough, push past the exterior arguments of all that is not right, all that should be changed, all that has been damaged, eventually you will discover something true.
You have always been, and you will always be – you.
In that moment of nakedness, of honesty, of courage, fight the urge to argue. Fight the urge to proclaim. Fight the urge to run and hide. In that moment of being fully aware of the wonder of you, know that no matter the evidence, no matter the argument, no matter the experience, there is value simply because you are.
Not because you do, because you are.
That moment, every moment, is the sum total of all that have come before. All the hopes and dreams, fears and terror, faith and despair, is summed up in you and that mirror. The past and future intersect at the back of the glass and what is reflected back is the best of all who have lived before.
Sit, wait, embrace, and love what you see, as it is all we have.
The moment.
This moment.
This life.
This experience.
It is all we have, and we are the amazing result of all the hopes and dreams of all that have come before.
This is your life, are you who you want to be?
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about 1 year ago
Very beautifully written, David.
There’s a poem my mom used to read to us about the man in the mirror I wish I could share, but there are similarities to your thoughts. I have often ‘checked myself’ in the mirror because the eyes tell all. When I worked at PORT, one of the senior counselors would sometimes give a girl a mirror and have them look at themselves and say “I love you.” It was very difficult for them to do that, sometimes. But the acceptance of themselves was life-altering.