Chasing Illusions

Persistence Robin

It is nest building time in Ohio. Robin has been flying into our front window for five days. Thud. Thud. Thud.

It goes away. Then returns. The reflection from the magnolia is so bright, it is convinced that there is a better place to build a nest than in the real tree behind it.

In fact, it sits in the real tree in between bouts with the window.

At least it’s not like other birds who hit the window and knock themselves unconscious.

I was wondering. How often do we chase illusions? Reflections? Not the real thing?

We want something to be true. We are positive that what we see is much better than what we have. It is so delicious. So welcoming. It attracts us.

We chase it again and again. And we hit the wall. And we retreat. And then hit it again.

One day we hit it so hard that we are finally awakened.

That wasn’t reality we were chasing. It was an illusion. A mere reflection of the real thing.

We could have the real thing–peace, joy, love, patience, kindness, generosity, gentleness, self-control–it is right at hand.

The Word is near us. Yet, we listen to the enticing whispers or illusion.

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