Spot Of Tea - Through My Looking Glass.

Through My Looking Glass...

I was thinking

About life. Everyone has one :)

Thinking about perspectives. About how one experience, shared by many individuals could hold so many different responses, and differing levels of those reactions.

Each one of us go through this thing called life.  Each with our own looking glass.  This looking glass becomes smudged by our own unique experiences, steeped with the build up of both the good and the bad of our lived life, which is also colored by our own sensitivities, creating our unique point of view. 

Just think about it.  Each person comes into a situation, each with a history of experiences, adverse and affirmative.  Layers of these experiences build up from living the day in day out, each day with adverse or affirmative things happening  Each with a history of experiences as unique as we are as people.  With repetition of each one of these, coupled by the size and frequency, compounded by the base nature of each individual, begins to create a sort of short hand on expectations. We begin to say to ourselves, "Since in our only experiences x happens = x will be expected - always" and so it is. 

If only we could see that each person is carrying their own smudged up, grimed up, looking glasses, maybe it would be easier to show a little kindness and compassion to our neighbors...   Maybe then we could also open our own minds up a bit, get our heads out of our asses and be seekers of the truth.

Or am I looking through a set of rose colored glasses??