Excuse Me. Your mirror is faulty.

​Have you ever been in the company of another person, especially a close friend, a sibling, or romantic partner- and stuff inside you gets all stirred up and triggered?

Like all of a sudden, all your buttons are being pushed at once. Everything seems heightened, intense and overwhelming...

and the drammaaaa. ugh. 

Know the feeling??

Yeah, same. 

The easy and natural way to respond is by accusing the other person of doing something, feeling something, being something that you don't like or that doesn't resonate with your vibe.

(My vibe attracts my tribe, so what are you even doing here?)

It's the other person's fault. That makes the most sense, right? The feelings weren't there before they got there, now you have the feelings, its #obvi them.



My sister has this mirror in her house that makes you look about 15 pounds lighter and 5 inches taller. It's a brilliant mirror.  I tend to check myself out a bit more, do a twirl or two as I walk by, take a few (million) selfies in it. 

But deep down, I know that my legs are not really that long. I know that I am not that tall, and I know the mirror is faulty. (Gorgeous, brilliant, magical - yes. But faulty.)

Well, that's what we do when someone else pushes our buttons. They must be faulty. It's easier to reject a faulty mirror. 

But when dealing with humans, the mirror is not faulty. Whatever that person is stirring inside you, is stuff that you have not yet processed fully within yourself. Stuff that still needs some attention, some healing, some acknowledgment. 

Some love. 

So now, when someone rings my bell or pushes my button or flips my switch or pokes my trigger or whatever else you wanna say, I am in choice in how I respond. 

Do I just blame the mirror for being faulty, or do I look into that part of my being and acknowledge whatever is being stirred up? Embody whatever it is. Give it a home, give it space to feel welcome so it can give you it's wisdom.  

Exist as it. Look lovingly at the mirror in front of you and allow everything that is coming back to you to be there. 

"Whatever you see in me is what you see in yourself."
 
Exist as if my legs were that of a super model's. (Hey girl, hey.) 

Exist with the feelings of fear that being vulnerable bring up. 

Exist with whatever is there. 

Allow, breathe, receive. 

And then honor the mirror that is before you. Thank that person for the growth they have offered. 

Honor them for the experience they must be having as well, because we are all connected. 

And if you're going through some shit, you can be certain that the people you love, and that love you, can feel it just as deeply. 

Life is a beautiful dance.