I am skeptical by nature. I wear a mantra of, “I’ll believe it when I see it.” And I have witnessed some seriously crazy stuff in my sixty-two years. But there is one thing my eyes just can’t see. Like two headlights, anchored in the front of my face, it is impossible to turn these eyes around. I can never shine them directly on me.
So, where does that leave me? Looking at my reflection. OMG, who is that old woman looking back at me? Looks can be deceiving. Relying on a mirror is pretty risky. It might be distorted. It might be dirty. The lighting could be poor. Move to the right or move to the left, and disappear. Am I the real thing, or just a fantasy?
I wanted to see myself. I wanted to believe in myself. So I changed my perspective. I moved from looking through my eyes to seeing through my I. From looking outward, sensing appearances; to seeing inward, sensing my essence. It took courage to see through my I. To discover the deepest parts of myself. To acknowledge and accept the good, the bad, and the ugly. To heal the roots of my fears. To forgive myself and others. And to appreciate and love all that I am.
So, I have to ask…do you look, or do you see…The real thing; the I am? Or the fantasy; the I should be? Whatever the choice, please be aware that seeing is believing. And believing will seriously change your life.