Mirrors
Did I need to see that I did have a reflection since I seemed so invisible to others, especially my husband? There were only 3 or 4 mirrors in the home environment- in the expected places, above bathroom sinks and alongside the door to the outside world.
Mirrors were something I could afford when indulging in my “thrifting” hobby. It was a major score when I was able to pick them up for under $25. They were ornate or plain solid wood and I could defend the purchase as necessary décor.
And useful for checking to see that I was “presentable”
Later, when I had my own business office there was an explosion of mirrors
My office, my space, my control.
Reflecting the many “me’s”/ loving the many “me’s”-ego boosting.
Increasing the square footage of my office space- more, more
In long ago workshops I led the experience of looking into small pocket mirrors as if they were windows—staring at the stranger in the glass- asking questions: slightly schizoid, I know.
”Get beyond her clothes and makeup”
“Be gentle”
“What do you think of that person?”
“What does their face tell you about them?”
“Do they look trustworthy? Literally, would you trust them?”
“Would you be interested in seeking friendship with that person?”
Now when happening upon myself in the mirror of my phone- like when using special apps that allow you to see who you’re talking with– I’m startled at the old, wrinkled woman who shows up- Einstein hairdo and a twinkle.
Present day finds the same mirrors laying against walls in unused spaces and garage – No room for them? Or maybe, don’t need them anymore?
They are still useful to see if I’m presentable – enough to get away with, anyway.
Slap on some lipstick and call it “good.”