Published 01 January, 2008 08:59 mayet666
Of a morning I like to climb out of bed before the sun even thinks about peeping it’s head into my office window. Usually about 4 am I walk into my office in the dead still and peace and quiet and write for a few hours, before I am disturbed b rugrats and the demands for breakfast.
I have my creature comforts surrounding me in my office and my little “treats” in life within arm’s reach. My little colored crystal pyramid has to sit in just the right spot on the right side of my desk with my handless Buddha and natural crystal rainbow pyramid near my three little green frog friends Gary, Gerry and Rory (don’t ask me, my seven year old daughter named them).
Next to them is my happy smiling cow with the straw on it’s back and trinkling bell around his neck, sitting in front of my wibbely red wooden pen rack that my 11 year old girl made at school for me on mother’s day.
In the middle of the desk, of course is my monitor and hanging off the side is my sister’s silver and diamond butterfly necklace that she used to wear, along wioth her zodiac Leo Silver charm. Under the monitor are the two gifts my eldest daughter Krystal bought me for my birthday, a pink crystal wire box and on the other side is a purple crystal candle holder. Off to the sides are my 5:1 Logitech speakers and on the far left is my paperwork in.out tray.
Sitting in the middle at the front of the monitor is my miniture china chamber pot and bowl with the pretty pink and purple flowers around it and to my left is my antique Limoges ashtray. My volume control is at my fingertips in front of my rose quartz and near my wonderful lovable Ganesh statue.
I have my coffee on it’s little duck placemat to my right and surrounded by my four purple walls with Papyrus prints and Egyptian paintings Egyptian Statues and my rainbow water fountain, my little bookcase and recliner sofa chair, I am ready for the day in the office.
The other day I was speaking to Michelle, a lovely person I met and befriended on a Canadian Website we both write for and I told her I was sitting down to my morning cup of coffee with cinnamon and cream. There was no message back for a bit and then the line “OMG”, which puzzled me to say the least as I hadn’t thought my morning coffee was dramatic in any way. Michelle soon explained. Every morning when she gets up she makes herself a cup of cinnamon coffee and cream before starting to write for the day.
Such a simple thing, two people literally a world apart. Both writers, both women in a man’s world (our subject matter) and both only take coffee with cinnamon and cream.
It got me thinking, as the little things often do. We have something in common with everyone. We have just got to find it. Whenever we meet on those crossroads there is always some common ground somewhere.
Each of my friends around the world is unique, yet I share something with all of them. Male and female alike, young or old, back or white, rich or poor. I share an experience, or way of life or even a crossroad or situation that has happened to us both at some time or another throughout our pathway’s in life.
When I meet new people I look for that share, the common ground and then I begin to communicate through that link or bond, gradually learning more and linking more and more to that person in communication and familiarity and knowledge.
I embrace those unique aspects of each and every person and treasure it dearly. I believe everyone I meet has got something to teach me and show me and share with me in some way.
For as much as we find similiarities in other people, we also find the differences, the new experiences to our eyes. For as much as a person is like as, they are just as much unlike us. Because they are not us.
Even with a seemingly negative meeting on those crossroads of life, I try and take a positive from the experience. I try to learn from that person in some way just as much as I try to learn from a sugar and spice an all things nice crossroad meet.
But while each of us is unique, we are drawn to the same. There is a mirror in every eye we look into, a reflection of you. You see yourself, that part of you looking at them is looking back at you.
That, of course can be positive or negative, depending on the view of the eye you are looking out of at the time.
That reflection you see in another eyes is you. That nastiness you see in their eyes is your nastiness. Like meets like.
If you do see that negative in someone’s eyes, step back a little, change the reflection, come back from a different angle. See through the reflection at what is inside.
If you stay in that position, you will only see the reflection of you, the part of you that is like them. Don’t confront meet the person from the side.
The part of them that you see and don’t like is the part of you that you don’t see unless you are looking at a reflection and that is the part of you that you don’t like.
For a reflection can never see through itself.
I am still reflecting on Reflection and on reflection of reflection I have relfected that I may have more reflections tomorrow.
