The Mirror

I was listening to a book on CD and

the author told me to look in the mirror and

tell myself that I am wonderful.

So I did.

What is wonderful, I thought.

What is a wonderful person?

                Do I know anyone who is wonderful?

Perhaps I do.

Who are they?

They love everyone unconditionally:

                Those they know well, know a little, have only just met, have yet to meet and will never meet.

                Those who disagree with them, with whom they disagree and those who are downright mean.

They know that love is inside them.

                Something to give to others.

                                Something they do not need back.

                                                But likely will receive nonetheless.

They know that they need not like those they love.

                That they bring everyone they meet into their lives for a reason.

                                No one can harm or discourage them unless they let him do so.

As a corollary, they do not judge anyone ever:

They know everyone is on his or her own journey following his or her own path.

              It is not their place to judge her on that path, nor what he believes, says or thinks.

They know their own path is one of peace.

                Something to share with others.           

                                Something they do not need back.

                                                But likely will receive nonetheless.

They know that each person’s path is her own.

                They know they bring people with odd paths into their lives for a reason.

                                No journeyer can deflect them from their path unless they let him do so.

They do not care a whit what others think of them:

                They know following their path is their journey for their enlightenment.

                It is not the place of others to judge or interpret or interrupt their path.

They know their own path is theirs alone.

                Sometimes shared with others they let in.          

                                A sharing they do not need back.

                                                But likely will receive nonetheless.

They wear what they want for themselves.

                They eat what they want for it is right for them.

                                They listen to their heart alone for directions.

No one can deflect them from their path unless THEY let her do so.

 

And they are always happy. They know what is right because it makes them so.

The mirror looked back at me.

                “Can you be that person?” it asked.

“I will be that person.” I replied.

Then I finished brushing my teeth . . .