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I don't like it when people overstate "The world is a mirror." That's blaming the victim and giving too much credit to the lucky. But I do sometimes become aware that I'm fighting reflections, and today is one of those times!
Contemplate the parable that follows:
Once upon a time a king build a palace that included a hall of mirrors. All the walls, the ceiling, the door and even the floor were entirely mirrors. The walls also created a loud echo.
One day a dog ran into the hall. He froze in surprise. In the middle of the hall he saw a whole pack of dogs, which surrounded him from all sides. Confused and frightened, he bared his teeth, and all the reflections responded to him in the same way. He began to bark at his tormentors and the echo imitated the bark and increased it many times. He barked even harder, but the echo was keeping up with his bark and became louder. The dog jumped from side to side and spun around in circles biting at the images of the other dogs, but found only air.
In the morning the guards found the dog lifeless, surrounded by many reflections of lifeless dogs. There was nobody in the hall that could have done any harm to the dog. The dog died from exhaustion, fighting his own reflections.
The next time I feel this way, I'm going to remind myself that the dog is not a bad dog, she's a frightened dog. Also a blameless dog. A hall of mirrors is a bad trick on a dog.
