A mirror is a useful tool. I spend way too little time
looking at myself in mirrors. Most of the time, I'm in some inner dialog about
the things I should be doing, or planning ahead, or reading a book or, let's be
honest, playing some online word game :-)
Today, I started practicing for when I get my new bathroom.
I took a long hard look in the mirror at Ingrid's. I looked and looked until I
actually saw and could sustain seeing beyond a fleeting moment. I looked until
I was simply there looking, neither critical nor pleased. I looked until my
reflection looked back at me. It was a surprisingly relaxing experience, what I
imagine meditation practitioners feel. A sense of presence. Followed by a sense
of joy. Someday, I hope to get to know that person too. For now, I'm thrilled
to be seeing her.
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| What the mirror saw |
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