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Need for Reflection

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Imagine the world without mirrors…

But what is there to imagine? Such world existed for thousands of years, the world not knowing this perfectly reflecting glass we call mirrors today. But could people live without checking their reflection on the surface of some shiny object? Not at all. People used polished brass plates or quiet lake’s water to look at themselves. The old myth of Narcissus tells a story of a young man spending the whole day on the river bank and staring at his beautiful face troubled only with river’s flow.

People need mirrors. If they don’t have them, they invent them. They look for mirrors even within themselves. Leo Tolstoy called human eyes the mirror of the soul. Modern philosophers like Jiddu Krishnamurti claim persons themselves to be mirrors of each other. Whatever happens to this world, nothing will happen to mirrors as we will find something to replace the broken glass.

Why do we depend on our reflections so much? Why do we need its constant confirmation of our existence?

We are born, and almost immediately we look for appreciation. “Mommy, look at me! Dad, have I done it right? Darling, do I look fat to you?”

The habit to check within the outer world is the oldest one ever. But we can’t trust only someone’s opinion about us, it would keep us unbalanced; we need some support from inside, we want to check ourselves if that what everybody can see is really true, and the mirror is your first friend here, it’s a tool that always says the truth in case you dare to see it as to be honest with yourself is the most difficult task in life.

I don’t want to imagine the world without mirrors; it would be the place where I’d have no choice to have my own opinion, where I’d depend only on someone else’s beliefs. I don’t want this; I want to see everything on my own.

 

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Playing the Scared Ostrich

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I read somewhere that the worst thing you can do in life is to lie to yourself. When you lie to someone else it’s probably not the best thing, but often it’s rather controversial than really bad.

There are so many situations when we use a lie to avoid painful or uncomfortable issues. We lie not only to defend ourselves when we are wrong; most of all we lie when we don’t want to hurt someone’s feelings. If a friend of yours asks if he or she gained weight and you can see, yes, he or she did, you say, “No, I haven’t noticed anything like that“. You lie because you know that the spoken truth won’t change anything, your friend won’t become thinner but only will feel hurt.

When you lie to yourself it’s a different story even though you want the same, you want to avoid unpleasant situations, you want to run from truth that causes your pain. But as a result you harm yourself closing the window that shows the whole picture, that reveals things the way they are. And when you are blind like this how can you find the means to fix anything that makes you unhappy?

We all sometimes behave like an ostrich hiding its head in the sand, even though we know that things that scare us won’t go away just because we closed our eyes.

I see people playing this ostrich game all the time. Mostly they are afraid to see that their problems are results of their own actions and they keep blaming the others and making the same mistakes over and over again. This is a vicious circle where you can get stuck forever.

I’ve been there myself, in the spot where I blamed the whole world for my own stupidity. And nobody helped me out, nobody could tell me the truth as people who love you lie to you, this is how they take care of you, they don’t want to hurt you. That is why you can’t lie to yourself.

It can be painful, of course, to see the truth, but recognizing your mistakes will make you learn and avoid them in the future. You are the one to have your eyes open if you don’t want to spend all your life hiding your head in the sand and holding your ass high up in the air. It must be the other way around even if it’s not an easy thing to do.

 

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