I see a world that doesn’t exist inside each and every mirror.
It looks so real, but it is just an image.
Inside this non-existent plane, I see
a version of me that isn’t me. I see
my surroundings that don’t surround me.
A thought comes to mind…
If I don’t exist in that reflected world, I must exist in this one. If my mirror image is a life of nothingness, this life is something. Already I am greater than the image in the mirror.
I’ll think of that the next time I don’t like what I see in the mirror.
It is said that people, events and circumstances that happen around us are also reflections of ourselves… if we don’t like what we are getting back, what are we giving out? Another way of how the Universe, via the Law of Attraction, brings to us what we ‘really’ want.