And in the blink of an eye, the realization, that our
souls only see through the lenses that were gifted us by right of birth. Our
environment, our parents, our interactions, failures and victories; the
construction plan, moulding our vision and the lenses through which we see. We
observe biasedly, colours of own perspective, and only if we look in complete
surrender, without trying too hard, without the pensive focus of trying to see,
trying to make sense from our own reference; we allow true colours to spill
through.
Then, and only then, when we are open and we allow others to add a new lens,
can we see more, deeper, clearer. The colours become multiplied, the lines
crisper and everything around us become more beautiful, even monstrous
illusions transform and make sense in the bigger picture.
It takes time to realize that we don’t see clearly, it takes people to lend
their lenses to one another. The realization that we might need new lenses
through which we see, in order to build the combined eyes of a fly, that
observe with multidimensional lenses and see the depths hidden behind our
two-dimensional vision. It is with these opened eyes that we become empathic,
we can appreciate the unique beauty of our human condition and it is with these
eyes that we find kindness.
©Ina Brink
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