Proposed by SnapDragon X.

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What do you see when you look in the mirror?
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SnapDragon sees a mom, a teacher, an artist. She sees an increasing amount of wiry, silver hairs. She sees green eyes that read, and wander, and dream. She sees an impossibly hopeful soul.
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I see myself getting old π
Donβt we all! π€©
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This might sound like Iβve missed the point of the question, but I see me. When I think about what I mean by that, itβs that I want my story to write itself whilst I live, both the good and bad.
I happened to have been coincidentally talking to my wife about mirrors yesterday. We agreed that I almost never use them π
I love this! βI want my story to write itself whilst I liveβ ππ»
Myself, inverted
Simple, yet true! π
I see what I truly believe to be a miracle, which elucidates the idea that there is no discernible justice in this realm. I shouldnβt still be here with all Iβve done.
Glad youβre still here, friend. π¦
I see someone who I’m proud of β€
Thatβs wonderful! May we all have a sense of pride in who we are. π
I see tired, wrinkled eyes, hesitating to even return their glance.
What a moving description; I seriously felt a chill as I read it! ππ»
I see more wrinkles than yesterday. Eyes not so puffy since the pollen is lower, but she looks tired. Gray hair looks OK. Get on with the day! There are more important things to worry about than what the mirror reflects.
Absolutely! Many, many more important things. ππ»
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A fuckton of flaws I want corrected.
Weβve all got some! To be flawed is to be human, right? π€©
I see a fluffy mane of curls I’ve learned to love. Some pimples and scars, surrounding eyes full of hope. I didn’t always love myself the way I do now, but I accept the woman in the mirror and the effort she makes to be better every day. I want the world to be a kinder place, and in my effort to be kind to others, I first try to be kind to myself.
Thank you for a thought provoking question of the day!
And I thank you for such a thoughtful response! Youβre so right: we also have to be kind to ourselves. π¦
A dancing figure. When I am infront of the mirrior I always dance or do modeling.
I sometimes see my pimples and worry about it
Yes! Keep on dancing! π¦
And I too, sometimes focus in on my complexion. Itβs hard not to! But itβs also only one very small part of who we are. π
Agree max!
Thanks alot maam
Whether doing a ‘mirror of the mind’ meditation or literally looking in the mirror, I see a reflection. And I try to see myself becoming the change that I want to see in the world. If there’s a blemish or a crow’s foot that catches the spotlight of my attention, I try to embrace the apparent imperfection with a gentle kindness. In the reflective trying, there is a letting go of the smoke and mirrors, if you’ll pardon the pun. Ari
What a beautiful comment, my friend. Thank you for sharing! π¦
It seems to change each day, sometimes I like it, sometimes I don’t, but always still just me.
Well said! π
When I look in the mirror, sometimes I see someone who is tired yet wide awake with the creative possibilities that await. Other times I appear more youthful than others. I see someone still unsure yet optimistic about the outcome of her endeavors. It rarely seems like one of those same-day different BS kinds of expressions. I see experience, pain, joy, surprise. I see life when I look in the mirror.
I love this! We wear so many different βfacesβ, but theyβre all a part of us. π
Where did those crow’s feet come from? π
Haha. Hopefully they came from living well! π
Good way to look at it, at least theyβre not from cigarettes.
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So many wonderful comments. I see a kind soul that makes me laugh:)
How wonderful! Thanks for being here, friend. π¦
I see a shell of the person I was a few years ago. I see someone who is tired – physically, spiritually and emotionally. I see a person smiling on the outside, while slowly crumbling on the inside.
Thank you for this honest comment, friend. Sending vibes of hope your way. π
It is well with you. Might not be want you want to hear, but Jesus loves youβ€. Here’s to hoping you get back to where you were, and much better.
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An illusion
of what
my mind
interprets
as being me
in reverse
to what
others see
outside of me
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What a great description! ππ»
Thanks! Appreciate that…
I see my true self. Both my perfect imperfect side. I see a reflection of sweet smile because I love to smile in front of mirror π€ππ
Thatβs wonderful! Keep on smiling! π
Sometimes I see someone I don’t know. Other times, I see what I want to see, what I hope to see every time I look in the mirror. I see God’s wonder made flesh.
What a beautifully-complex answer! π¦
Hey Snap – Strange thing – I just wrote a post about people acting like mirrors – how we should show each other the same care and attention we do ourselves in the mirror. What do I see? I see myself – A person worthy of love – but I also see everyone else – my parents, friends, strangers, millions of other people, generations long since passed staring back at me. Look for long enough and it feels like it is nothing but a stranger staring back. Wishing you well Snap π
What a magnificent comment, AP2! We really are all connected. I sometimes fear that idea is going by the wayside, at least here in America. π
i see a person who is tired but still is ready to proceed further…along with her assests and flaws( lot ofπ )
We all have βem! But we keep moving forward. Thanks for your comment, friend. Wishing you well! π¦
I see a writer, a drummer, a guitarist, a singer, someone who cares about others and what’s to help them be the best they can be. I see a teacher, an athlete, a friend. I see eyes pouring out love, through times of hope and darkness, even among the steadily receding hairline.
Thank you for asking the question, and for sharing your own beautifully honest answer. β¨
Always a pleasure, my friend. Thank you for your complex answer! So many wonderful qualities. π
When I look in the mirror I see an unknown self
Thank you, friend. I too, have experienced this. π
I do not just see myself as old .I am old. And I celebrate that . Many are not given the chance to be old.
Well said, friend! Living is an opportunity. π¦
mj sees a person who has known joy and sorrow, hope and hopelessness, is grateful to have loved and overwhelmed to have thought worthy of incredible foregivenes and love.
Thank you for this, friend. π¦