Well this is just great. I passed by a bathroom mirror this morning and as I caught a glimpse I was certain I was sick of my own face. “But how could this be?”, you ask, “it’s the only face you’ve got!”, you say.
And so I say yes, it’s true, it is the only face I’ve got and normally I am kind to this face on most days but not today. Today I was dishonest with myself after I promised I wouldn’t be. Today I was fake and plastic. Today I was sleepwalking around as if no one saw me; as though I was invisible. Today I wasn’t authentic.
“What did you do to your face, once you were sick at the sight of it?”, you asked. And I answered with silence looking downward at my feet and then closed my eyes feeling my breath gently leaving my nose; warm air on my lips.
“I forgave myself”, I said as I looked up with a smile.
-Leah Joy Malberg, the Zenful Blogger