William Thackeray described the world as a looking glass that gives back to every man the reflection of his own face. A notion that I find even more compelling comes courtesy of Alan Cohen, “Everyone and everything that shows up in our life is a reflection of something that is happening inside of us.”
In the last weeks and months several new people and experiences have graced my life. These forays into the unknown have been thrilling, but at the same time my head and heart seem to be in a permanent state of spinning and I find myself grasping for a rock that I can stand firm on. If I follow Cohen’s logic the question I should ask is: “What do all these things mean that are happening inside of me?” or “What can I learn from the individuals and experiences that have seemingly catalysed them?”
These questions call for some reflection and yet even without it, I agree with Albert Einstein, that one knows from daily like that one exists for other people. The people I have come to know throughout my life continue to unlock worlds within me – even long after seasons of proximity pass. When I reflect on the beauty I have seen in, and through them, my heart and mind want to explode with awe and the beginning of a love, that lies in letting those I love be wholly themselves, not twisting them to fit my own image or the changes I see in myself (with thanks to Thomas Merton).