The Shattered Mirror

Once upon a time there was a mirror. Clear and flawless, the mirror reflected the best of Creation, revealing only that which was of beauty. All who looked upon the reflection shown upon the mirror’s face saw the best version of themselves - pure light shone back at them.

Many came from far and wide to view themselves in the mirror, and to understand themselves. Some left with the knowing of their purpose and place having come with broken hearts and confused minds. Others came to confirm what they already knew - the brightness and hugeness that they felt within their souls.

But a very few saw only blackness reflected. These Dark souls became darker upon this revelation, having hoped to seek an easy solution to the ills that now followed them from a lifetime of dark decisions.

One blackened soul deepened into malicious revenge and, intending to extinguish the Light forever, took up a throwing spear and smashed the mirror into billions of shards.

Each of the shards scattered far and wide - and began a lonesome journey. Some were thrown to the furthest reaches of earth, the ocean and the air. Others fell broken and lost onto closer shores. But all the shards had one thing in common: they forgot who they were. They forgot that they were a vital piece of a gorgeous work of art, flawless and eternal. But deep inside their shard hearts, each tiny fragment knew that there was more…

The shards, being who they were - which was made of greatness - picked themselves up and began their lonely journeys. Each tiny part was unique and exquisitely precious, but they did not know this. Every now and then, an aspect of their unscarred faces caught the reflection of someone, or something, and the radiance that shone forth took them by surprise.

Many of the lonely lost shards went about their new lives. They learnt skills and became great at those. They met other pieces of shattered mirror and became friends, family, lovers, brothers, sisters.

And a very few - a tiny handful really - listened to the quiet conviction within, that there was more, that they were made to be great, and that the hugeness inside of them was leading them to something that they needed to follow…

Many years went by. Without the reflection of the mirror to guide many to their purpose and destiny, souls turned darker and darker. Without the hope of light, hearts lost faith and sparks began to extinguish. But the shards still - every now and then - reflected a dazzling blaze of light that served as a reminder, “You are greater than you think you are! Find your heart! You are needed!”

Over time, the lives of the fragmented shards grew stale. Each played out the parts that they had chosen, being the best as they knew they could be. But yet inside, their deepest hearts would not be silenced - until eventually, they simply had to listen.

It happened slowly at first, one piece connecting with another…. and then finding another, they started speaking out about this growing conviction inside. Soon enough, the joined pieces began to understand that they had found something important. None yet knew of the Original Masterpiece that they were a part of - and so all they had to follow was the guidance within.

Sometimes, this made no sense. Most of the time, each shard raged battles within themselves: “To follow, or not to follow? WOULD SOMEONE PLEASE JUST TELL ME - I’M GOING INSANE!”

But the deep instinct began to get stronger, and as more fragments came together, more and more heard about it and answered the call.

More tiny pieces began to connect, assemble, swap notes. There came the awe of truth dawning, the beauty of reconciliation, the hope of something real to the huge purpose that they felt deep inside. Each one who returned found the exact space that they filled…

And very slowly, the mirror began to reform. The picture of what they felt inside began to take shape.

At first, the Darkness was not worried - there was so much darkness around, and there was not much chance that a broken mirror could do anything at all to bring the light back. But as time went on, the Darkness took more and more notes, paid more attention, and then openly began to break up the reunion.

The Darkness began easily by calling all the lost and broken shards - lying to them, keeping them isolated and confused. As long as at least some fragments remained lost, the whole mirror would never again be restored.

But the mirror also had its own tricks. The mirror image was forming - slowly, painfully, working upon an unseen map, taking in and reuniting with joy each piece that returned. The shards now knew that the hugeness that each felt inside was indeed a part of something beyond their wildest imaginings. And so, each shard began to learn to work together, to heal and restore their cracks and divides - and to work in unity so that those still lost would see the light. And recognise themselves. And come…

There was something entirely different about the image of reflection that was forming upon the face of the reformed mirror. Yes - it had chinks and lots of pieces still missing. It was marred and far from the perfection of original artwork. But each shard brought something new to the reflection that was beginning to show and this grew and could not be ignored...

The difference was the joy and beauty of coming home. The reflection showed undisguised happiness - of finding their true purpose, of being reunited with each other, of knowing that what they felt was true, of choosing this united beauty over anything else that they could imagine because being back together, they found completeness.

The power of that joy began to reflect around the globe - explosive, unhesitant, resonant, whole, pure love.

The rest is history, really.

One of the fragments of the mirror is you.

YOU.

You hold a fragment of light, a part of the whole. By healing the cracks, the hurts and the pain, you will see yourself more clearly. By letting go of revenge, bitterness and fear, forgiving and choosing love over judgement, you will heal. Your path will begin to ignite before you, your heart will burn with passion, and you will fill up with impossible-to-contain joy! And when you know that, you will know the truth: that YOU have everything it takes to light up the Dark.

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This is my passion - to reconcile each human to who they really are.

Reaching each broken fragment of humanity with a message of hope and with tools to mend restores the picture of who we are just a tiny bit more. Of eternal worth, this is work for every one of us - restoring, healing, remembering, unifying. Of infinite priceless value, the return to happiness and to our natural selves is essential: to both live our best lives and for the future welfare of Earth.

And in healing one - beginning with ourselves - we heal our world.