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In the Reflector

“The greatest thing in the world is to know how to belong to oneself.” Michel de Montaigne

One of the benefits of having a little of self-time (with a couple of hours of commute transferred in), is one gets to “lose the cloak”. The cloak of conformity, that is. Not to get completely on the other side, we all need a little of those rules, standards or laws in our lives. A little of “that formalism” is needed. But once we cross-over the lines and things will get blurred, the way be lost in the course of time.

“I think the reward for conformity is that everyone likes you except yourself.” Rita Mae Brown

Whether they be rules or not, being comfortable and right within our own skin is a must. For the heart that beats within, it is the balance of the soul and mind which gives the former, a rhythm to beat to. More irregularities in that beat will cause frequent falls. Yet, when the balance is struck right, the beats fall into place. For all this, to be true to own self is foremost along with being kind and be humane. Once when the inner conscience and self is clear, the rest will settle in. As the mirror on the wall always says, to stay happy, smile from with with a clear heart, mind and soul, always.

“We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and—in spite of True Romance magazines—we shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way. I do not say lonely—at least, not all the time—but essentially, and finally, alone. This is what makes your self-respect so important, and I don’t see how you can respect yourself if you must look in the hearts and minds of others for your happiness.” Hunter S. Thompson, The Proud Highway: Saga of a Desperate Southern Gentleman, 1955-1967

The Man In The Glass
Peter Dale Wimbrow Sr.

When you get what you want in your struggle for self
And the world makes you king for a day
Just go to the mirror and look at yourself
And see what that man has to say.

For it isn’t your father, or mother, or wife
Whose judgment upon you must pass
The fellow whose verdict counts most in your life
Is the one staring back from the glass.

He’s the fellow to please – never mind all the rest
For he’s with you, clear to the end
And you’ve passed your most difficult, dangerous test
If the man in the glass is your friend.

You may fool the whole world down the pathway of years
And get pats on the back as you pass
But your final reward will be heartache and tears
If you’ve cheated the man in the glass.