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a Mirror
All that I see is me …
Reflections of imperfections,
Or radiance of beauty about thee.
Reflections of perfections,
Choice is free but only of me.
Glimmering lights or desolate nights?
The Will to be, All that I see
- Angelica Cory, © 1993
This poem was posted by the telephone in Angelica’s home. I must have read it 10 times a day. The first few days it didn’t make much sense to me. As I began to clear the clutter in my mind, the meaning of the poem became clearer to me. What I see in other people, I can see only because it is also in me. I began to take notice of how I viewed other people.
What reflections do you see when you look at someone else? Do you see an angry, frustrated person, or do you see the Divine qualities ...
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