The mirror – your friend or foe?

This isn’t going to be a blog about weight. Instead it’s about reflection. Reflection of your true self vs the one that you show to the world.

We all have parts of ourselves that we don’t show to the world. But those parts are still there. And when you look in the mirror you see them. Even if you try to fool others, you can’t fool yourself. And the truth is you don’t fool others for long either.

There are 2 truisms when it comes to looking in the mirror. 1 – if you have a secret the only way to keep people from finding out is to never tell anyone else. Ever. Once more than you know, everyone will eventually know. 2 – the only way to lie is to only tell a lie that no one can ever find out about. If more than you know the truth, the truth will come out.

It always amazes me when someone lies about something they KNOW they can’t keep secret. The truth always has a way of bubbling to the surface. ALWAYS. And it seems those that have the most to lose and hide are the ones that tolerate secrets in others the least. IE “I do believe you protest too much” and “those that protest too much project themselves”. Or, to make it simple – those that lie the most and have the most secrets will find a reason to think everyone else is lying and has secrets too. Even when others don’t.

They say the truth will set you free. Actually, when you always tell the truth you don’t need to be set free. You just are.

And there is a difference between being truthful and being overly brutally honest. You don’t always have to say what’s on your mind in the attempt to be truthful. But when it’s time to open your mouth (and knowing “when” is just as important – sometimes silence it the best option) telling the truth is the best idea.

There does come a point where when you lie so much you start to believe your own lies. At what point do your lies become your truth and your life becomes just one big lie? And is there any recovering from that? And if you lie about everything in your life – who are you really? Do you even know????

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About ynnarie

Lynn Salisbury grew up in the rural town of McGrath, Minnesota. After graduating from McGregor High School in the mid 1980’s, she moved to the Twin Cities. Lynn spent her 20’s and 30’s working like the average person, never imagining the calling that awaited her. But those two decades of working, learning, growing, led to the day a friend challenged Lynn to write. Lynn met that challenge and never looked back. Now she draws from her life’s experiences and creative mind to weave stories. Stories about different worlds, different lives, different perspectives. If you ask her about her life, Lynn will tell you it’s been rather simple and sometimes boring. But if you dig a little deeper you will find that it’s been a bit more exciting than that. Lynn has done everything from designing clothes ranging from prom and wedding dresses to drag queen attire and everything in-between, became a registered, ordained Pagan minister in the state of Minnesota, to creating a group, on a social media site, of fans devoted to her favorite football team that has more members than most medium sized towns. Lynn still lives in the Twin Cities area, enjoying the changing seasons, spending time with family, working, and writing. She will admit she hasn’t found her genre niche yet, and she secretly hopes she never does, leaving the possibilities wide open for any type of story that formulates in her head, mixed with a bit of muse inspiration, to spill out into the written word. She writes what she would want to read, having taken to heart a piece of advice she once heard. And she feels blessed and grateful for the chance to share her stories with the world. As the mother of three amazing, beautiful and strong daughters, Lynn knows that even when the world seems the darkest, they are her light. And she never forgets what an honor and privilege it is to be their mother. “If you haven’t had your ‘a-ha’ moment today, you haven’t been paying attention.” – Lynn Salisbury
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