The magic mirror all around us

Mirrors are a source of magic and of peril, and they are all around us. There are the common looking glasses we use every day to make sure our hair is combed and there is no spinach stuck in our teeth. Random reflective surfaces display our own images back at us. We can also use people as mirrors, seeing ourselves in the feedback they share.

Feedback is helpful, and it’s useful to be able to see your own reflection, but mirrors can distort things. We’ve all seen funhouse mirrors that can make us look fatter or slimmer than we really are. It’s important to be careful when we use people as mirrors because they can cause similar distortions.

Much of the harm that comes about in this universe comes when people believe lies that other people have told them about themselves. I have been told various untrue things throughout the years, including the “fact” that I am uncoordinated. My dancing partners don’t agree, but this lie held me back for a long time. When you believe something, you give it power.

When used properly, you can learn a lot by using close friends to show you an accurate reflection. You have to understand that they filter everything through their own perspective, but people who know you really well can tell you things that you are too close to see. I’ve realized a number of very important truths in the few years due to the insight of friends. This has allowed me to get out of my own way and make progress. I could not have done that on my own, and I am grateful for what they have shown me.

I’ve also polished my own inner mirror to a bright shine. This is the most important mirror you have. Still yourself and look within. Does what you see there make sense with what you are being told? You need to listen deeply enough to get beyond the lies you may have internalized and find your own truth. This can be hard work, but ultimately you have to trust yourself and go beyond the chattering monkeys of your mind. You have the power to use mirrors for good. It is a powerful magic that is always waiting for you.

Your assignment, should you choose to accept it:
262. Examine something that someone you know has told you about yourself. Is it a true reflection or a distortion of some kind? If it’s a distortion, think about why that might be–some people cannot see clearly enough themselves to give good feedback, while others are people that don’t belong in your life. Look in your inner mirror to find out which is which.


Fairy-dusted cowboy hats

Our universe is a strange and wonderful place. I saw several instances of it this weekend, and I wanted to share them with you. As I said the other day, the Hoedown had over twenty hours of dancing. I counted up the things I participated in, and I did nineteen of those hours (there was one class that was too advanced for me to take). I’ve mentioned in the past that I get sore when I go dancing–I’m working through that. Saturday morning my knees were painful from Friday night. Sunday I was walking like a sunburned cowboy, stiff-legged and tender. Monday morning I woke up and my knees were not sore. They were not sore at all, which was incredible. My knees hurt all the time, some days more than others. I’ve got some arthritis, and I’m carrying around a bit more weight than I’d like. Since Monday my knees haven’t hurt a bit—after nineteen hours of dancing. I can’t claim to understand it, and I’m not sure how long it will last. I’m just going to bask in the lack of pain while it does.

I saw another magical thing. On Sunday all the dancers were deeply tired. It was an exhilarated kind of tired, but we were all starting to wind down. There’s a line dance called the Tush Push, and our local deejay sometimes plays a double-speed version. He announced this Turbo Tush Push, and the dancers stood still for a moment while it started, so he said, “Let’s try that again.”  Everyone on the floor spontaneously broke out into a different, less strenuous, line dance to the same music. There was no announcement, and as far as I could tell, no communication between the dancers. I’m not even sure how they knew they could do the other dance to that music. I guess a whole weekend spent paying attention to the subtle signals between lead and follow had turned the dancers into one organism, able to transmit its own inner signals. Everyone who saw it was entranced.

I see this everyday sort of magic on a regular basis when I take time to look up from the nitty gritty of my own life. The world is so much more interesting than we tend to realize, and we’re all a part of its complex spell. Can’t you see the sparkles in the air?

Your assignment, should you choose to accept it:

93. Magic is all around us, but we’re often too distracted to notice it. Keep your eyes open today—did you see any magic? What was it?