On Seeing... and Being... Clearly...

What I see is what I am. You are my mirror. If I choose to see you as a murderer, as wicked, as guilty, as a loathsome worm, than that is who I think I am. And I refuse that. I choose to love, accept, and appreciate you, because that is how I choose to be. As I love, appreciate and accept myself, then that is my mirror of you. In turn, I feel good, and that is my highest priority.