“Mirror, mirror on the wall, who’s the fairest of them all?” The mirror replied, “Thou O Queen, art the fairest of them all.” Snow White’s step mother possessed a magical mirror that continuously provided her with reassurance that she was the most beautiful sight to behold. . .Jeepers! Talk about a sight to behold, seven dwarf sheep just showed up at our HA meeting today. They know the story by heart. And they are all too familiar with what the full-length mirror says about them. “Hi. I”m Bashful. Doc. Dopey. Grumpy. Happy. Sleepy. Sneezy. We’re recovering humans.”
Mirrors. Webster defines them as, “a polished or smooth substance that forms images by the reflection of light; something that gives a true representation of the object.” From the moment we come forth from the womb, to the moment we die. . .we see our reflections in mirrors and they give us what we come to believe is a true resemblance of who we are.
Back in the late 50’s, when summer vacation would come, a bunch of us would hop on the bus to 
the north side of Chicago and spend the day at the Riverview amusement park. One of the attractions was the “House of Mirrors.” You would walk through a maze that contained dozens of mirrors that were imperfect and would reflect your image back to you in distorted ways that were fun to look at. The Dumbo sheep don’t remember it being very funny. They hated what their big ears looked like. Even my sweet little Lily, the most fragrant of all of His flowers, has spent her life in that maze of mirrors, getting the wrong impressions of what she looks like. . .and who she is.
Mirrors are influences. Man is the lower case alphabet letter m in mirror. God is the upper case, Capital letter M in Mirror. It is the difference between human and Divine. Both mirrors are influences on our lives and in them. The word, “influences” in the original Hebrew language of the Old Testament means, “a bond formed; to lace and bind tightly together.” Just picture a new-born baby entering the house of mirrors. . .seeing her reflection in the “Ooh’s and Ahh’s of the delighted parents and family.. Only good vibes. Just healthy kharma. Always sweet, careful words to the new little bundle of joy. Good moments. A true reflection on who they are. Then the first steps are taken into the maze and the mirror image begins to change. It becomes distorted because the mirror itself is imperfect. We become tied to the reflection and a bond is formed to the changing image. A self-concept is created.
“Mirror, mirror on the wall. . .what must I do to get you to say that I am the fairest of them all?” So we adapt in the moment to each mirror, to each person who influences us and reflects something back to us about ourselves. Keep in mind, that all of this is happening in the Riverview house of mirrors. Altered images. Images that are the creation of the mirrors themselves. False images.
Most of my life, I had simply become what I saw each day in the reflection of the people around me. I was looking for acceptance and approval. Wanting to be needed and valued. Becoming what others wanted me to be, and yet still getting distorted views of myself which drove me to try harder to please others. No wonder we medicate. The eagles know. Their wings were clipped for a long time. Nothing more tragic and sad than to see eagles earthbound. . .not able to soar above the rainbow. Thank God their lives have changed. Their wings have grown back, stronger than ever. They’re ready for take-off.
“In the Book of Life, You have authored many difficult moments for me; but You shall quicken me again. You will influence me with Your Own Life and You will bring me up again from the depths of the earth to the mountain top of Your Love. You will be my Mirror and shall make me Strong and Wise. I will become a Reflection of Who You are. I will be conformed to Your image. I will be Beautiful because it is You Who I resemble.” Psalm 71:20-21. You are the Fairest of them all.
As I was writing this, a song came into my mind. It is a duet. God sings it to every one of the sheep of His flock and they 
reflect the song back to Him. It’s an old Joe Cocker song. Listen to it, sweet Lily. . .let His fragrance fill your heart. Open up those big ears, flying Dumbo sheep. . .hear the wonderful things He says about you. Fly over the Rainbow of His Love, soaring eagles. . .see yourself in the Light of His Grace and Mercy to you.
“You are so Beautiful, to me; you are so Beautiful to Me, can’t you see? You’re everything I hope for; everything I need. You are so Beautiful, to Me.” The One True Mirror. An Altered State, changed into His Image. The seven dwarf sheep have been changed. They have been given new names. “Love. Joy. Peace. Patience. Kindness. Faith. Power. Now they know exactly who they are. Seeing God’s Beauty as their own.
THE DIVINE MIRROR. Freely given. Freely received. Free, Love
A Good Moment 