Image is that of The Lovers, from the “Margarete Petersen Tarot”.
Looking into the mirror she saw herself … as she was all those many years ago. Hopeful, filled with energy, ready to take on the world. Take on the world? She actually thought that she could create her own world … and for a while, she had. Then life took over. She put the mirror away, and lived the life that was presented to her. Everything was so clear, so “black and white”.
Then she started wanting her life back. Not to just live a life, because she was already doing that. She wanted to live her life, on her own terms. The sharp, sharp scissors came out, and she started snipping things away. The collage that was her life started to change, to morph, to take on new form. Somehow, the mirror appeared in front of her again, as if by magic. She began to see new shapes in it, new hope.
Life began to get a bit scary, as new things opened up for her. She began to look at things, and people, in a new way. The light came back into her eyes … her backbone became straighter. The visions in her mind were swirling around with great urgency, urging her forward into the unknown. The voices became much clearer. Oh, yes, this particular mirror came equipped with images and voices.
With one last look at the mirror, with its antique gold frame, she calmly walked through the gateway that it was offering her, never to turn back.
(c) October 2011 Bonnie Cehovet