Take the Racket Off Your Eyes.

"It seems our fate is something we've already embraced."

So a few days ago my littlest sister Klaire was playing outside and I was sitting with her and reading. She was playing with a tennis racket and swinging on our hammock. Discovering that when she looked through the racket at me from the other side of the yard, it looked as though my swing was covered by the racket, she announced that she was covering me up. She walked closer and closer, and the closer she got to me, the closer she had to bring the racket to her face for me to still be covered. All the while she was yelling, "You're covered with the racket! You're covered with the racket!"

Of course, it was silly to me, because I was quite obviously not covered with the racket. But Klaire could only see what she put before her eyes. I think that this is what we do sometimes. We cover our eyes to the real truth, convincing ourselves that what we put before our eyes is reality. The closer we get to the truth, the closer we have to pull our substitute truth to our eyes, making ourselves more and more shortsighted and inward focused. We become defensive, and refuse to take away what we think is the truth for one minute to look at other options.

I just think that when someone stubbornly refuses to consider any other point of view, that's a surefire way to tell that whatever their view is, is probably not very reliable. Or that they haven't thought it out fully. When someone has clearly thought out their point of view and knows why it's the correct one, they aren't afraid to look at other views. They've already brought their view up against the others, and they are still firm in their convictions.

I dunno, just some random thoughts. Looking at the concrete with abstract eyes. I tend to do that, if you haven't noticed. :)

Vanessa. ((