Nothing can escape the reality of change when awareness and clarity of our reflection kicks in sometime around toddler-hood and adolescence. Egotistical fascination with self-image will delay the brutal reality of change through this period and well into adulthood. It’s not until gravity and the ravages of exposure wear us down that our reluctance to awaken finally gives in and submits to life’s inescapable reality.
In a world of gazing over and over at our reflected image(s), photo shopped cropped enhanced features, smoothed out slimmed down torsos and cut off bits and pieces, we find that there’s a reluctance and revulsion for the now fast becoming redundant honest mirror.
Keeping up with the changes of life is a sobering experience; it’s a daily reminder that we are as expendable as the illusion of relative time. Balancing acceptance of change with a need to survive at all costs is a suffering that emotionally arrives for all of us at some stage in our finite path.
Keeping that path well swept and free from unnecessary obstacles can allow for an easier footing.
Freedom to walk with your true reflection is preferable than looking over your shoulder at your changing charging shadow.
Observing whats real is becoming increasingly difficult. This site is my view, my perception and my commentary on what I believe to be real, from my own unique position.