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Surrounded by Mirrors

We are surrounded by mirrors. Might your disability or brokenness reflect some kind of brokenness in me? What is your disability? What is mine? What is normal? What is perfect? Normal is elusive. Perfection? NOT. What we think is normal might not be normal. Do you have a visible physical disability? Do you have chronic pain that no one knows about. Maybe it is visible that because you are down in the mouth, or walking with your head down? There are a host of other issues from being blind or deaf to wheel-chair bound. It may be nerve or muscle damage. Then there is a host of mental and emotional disabilities. And tied into that is addiction.

I have strong healthy characteristics, but I also have brokenness from the way I think and emotionally respond at times. (And I have a foot that hurts chronically with every step, which is minor compared to not having a foot.) I have learned to adapt with practice most of a lifetime. I have a heart to spend time with addicts and people with disabilities. I think it must be because I see them as mirrors. Their inability to do certain things in certain situations reflects my own inability to do things in other areas. I feel somewhat comfortable.

Myra, my massage therapist, is blind. (Tranquil Moments) See link. Most people on meeting her for the first time would not even know it. She functions like a person who has sight. She has learned to adapt in order to do gardening, cooking, computers, dancing, yoga, and most of all MASSAGE. She develops comradery and connection with just about anyone.

My son, Matt, is a recovering addict. His strength has come from his recovery, which has been a long grueling road. His stamina comes from other recovering addicts who identify and share from their “courage, strength, and hope.” He, in turn, shares with them. See link (AA)

The things he has learned, and shared with me has built my own hope, and has stirred me in my courage to overcome my own obstacles. Today, he shared with me today a Buddhist quote.

“I am you. And you are me.” Buddha

Let’s think about that. We share in the same human condition. This gives rise to accepting one another.

Every person has something unique to offer others, whether it be out of brokenness or strength.

Being weak or disabled can be lonely. Let’s share our weaknesses with one another. Loneliness in our for suffering can be dispelled just by caring for one another.