…is missing much brilliance.
If I can cry, smile, reflect, accept, aspire, succumb, fly, go, and come, naked, in front of a mirror large enough to hold me at a glance — why accuse any body or any soul at any time?
Large mirror, naked self, and a mild, sincere smile onto the reflection. (repeat as often as needed)
i like writing the i small being friendly with the naked image of myself in the mirror balancing well between impressions and expressions being comfortable with spaces of insecurity differentiating between surviving and being, as the presence of the self is much less about protection, and more about growth, with a single purpose: to serve… Continue reading On the ego
...found a mirror. Confide, I thought, and I did. It’s a fragile concept. Not that glass breaks — and reflections are of denser surface than mirroring glass — but viewing the self in the flesh, not in vain for vanity but in contemplation, does awake an odd sense of seldom auto perception which conveys much… Continue reading Mirror