My Magic Mirror

When we built our new house, of course, there were new mirrors.  I didn’t think much about it until I began to spend extended periods of time looking into one of them.  Now before you jump to the conclusion I’m some kind of vain old fool having another mid life crisis, that is not the case.  About 4 months ago I got contact lenses.  For those of you with them, you understand.  There is a steep learning curve.  Some days they pop right in, some days they don’t.  

While spending all that time looking in this mirror, I began seeing things I had never seen before.  I don’t mean superficial things, I mean something within.  I began seeing someone becoming someone he didn’t want to be.  I started seeing someone who was retreating into his own opinions, while closing his mind and hardening to opposing views.  I saw someone beginning to think people with different ideas or opinions on issues were either ill informed, stupid, or brainwashed.  I think there are many factors that have contributed to this.  Social Media, 24 hour news cycles, and talk radio probably have had more of an influence on me than I would like to admit.  For me, this type of thinking is unacceptable.  It’s not me and won’t be me any more.  I refuse to fall in line behind anyone, especially some condescending talking head that has found their way into my life via the magic of electronics.  Now don’t get me wrong, I have my own ideas and opinions, but they’re mine and mine alone.  They don’t elevate me to some “Moral High Ground,” and neither does anyone else’s.  I will, as painful as it sometimes is, pull that scab back.  I’ll look and try to understand why someone’s opinion differs from mine.  I will be flexible.  I will change my mind if something changes it.  Friends, some old, outdated opinion that I’ve fostered for years without reviewing, just isn’t the hill I choose to die on.  A very wise man once said, “It doesn’t matter how flat and thin a pancake is, it still has two sides”.  From now on, I’m gonna flip that pancake every time.

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