Everyone is a mirror (DON MIGUEL RUIZ)

Everyone is a mirror (DON MIGUEL RUIZ)

Three thousand years ago, there was a human just like you
and me who lived near a city surrounded by mountains. The human was
studying to become a medicine man, to learn the knowledge of his ancestors,
but he didn’t completely agree with everything he was learning. In his heart, he
felt there must be something more.
One day, as he slept in a cave, he dreamed that he saw his own body
sleeping. He came out of the cave on the night of a new moon. The sky was
clear, and he could see millions of stars. Then something happened inside of
him that transformed his life forever. He looked at his hands, he felt his body,
and he heard his own voice say, “I am made of light; I am made of stars.”
He looked at the stars again, and he realized that it’s not the stars that create
light, but rather light that creates the stars. “Everything is made of light,” he
said, “and the space in-between isn’t empty.” And he knew that everything that
exists is one living being, and that light is the messenger of life, because it is
alive and contains all information.
Then he realized that although he was made of stars, he was not those stars.
“I am in-between the stars,” he thought. So he called the stars the tonal and the
light between the stars the nagual, and he knew that what created the harmony
and space between the two is Life or Intent. Without Life, the tonal and the
nagual could not exist. Life is the force of the absolute, the supreme, the Creator
who creates everything.
This is what he discovered: Everything in existence is a manifestation of the
one living being we call God. Everything is God. And he came to the
conclusion that human perception is merely light perceiving light. He also saw
that matter is a mirror — everything is a mirror that reflects light and creates
images of that light — and the world of illusion, the Dream, is just like smoke
which doesn’t allow us to see what we really are. “The real us is pure love,
pure light,” he said.
This realization changed his life. Once he knew what he really was, he
looked around at other humans and the rest of nature, and he was amazed at
what he saw. He saw himself in everything — in every human, in every animal,
in every tree, in the water, in the rain, in the clouds, in the earth. And he saw
that Life mixed the tonal and the nagual in different ways to create billions of
manifestations of Life.
In those few moments he comprehended everything. He was very excited,
and his heart was filled with peace. He could hardly wait to tell his people
what he had discovered. But there were no words to explain it. He tried to tell
the others, but they could not understand. They could see that he had changed,
that something beautiful was radiating from his eyes and his voice. They
noticed that he no longer had judgment about anything or anyone. He was no
longer like anyone else.
He could understand everyone very well, but no one could understand him.
They believed that he was an incarnation of God, and he smiled when he heard
this and he said, “It is true. I am God. But you are also God. We are the same,
you and I. We are images of light. We are God.” But still the people didn’t
understand him.
He had discovered that he was a mirror for the rest of the people, a mirror in
which he could see himself. “Everyone is a mirror,” he said. He saw himself in
everyone, but nobody saw him as themselves. And he realized that everyone
was dreaming, but without awareness, without knowing what they really are.
They couldn’t see him as themselves because there was a wall of fog or smoke
between the mirrors. And that wall of fog was made by the interpretation of
images of light — the Dream of humans.
Then he knew that he would soon forget all that he had learned. He wanted to
remember all the visions he had had, so he decided to call himself the Smokey
Mirror so that he would always know that matter is a mirror and the smoke inbetween
is what keeps us from knowing what we are. He said, “I am the
Smokey Mirror, because I am looking at myself in all of you, but we don’t
recognize each other because of the smoke in-between us. That smoke is the
Dream, and the mirror is you, the dreamer.”





The Four Agreements
Don Miguel Ruiz





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