The Hair-raising Mirror Effect and the Law of Inevitability That Changed My Outlook of Reality Forever
“The reality of what happens in your life mirrors your inner self.”
You know you’ve hit rock bottom when you start listening to Phil Collins’s A Groovy Kind Of Love and get to the part where he says, “When I’m feeling blue, all I have to do is look at you.”
And you look next to you, and all you see is the damn bottle of Jack Daniels.
And you realize it’s time to eat breakfast, not get drunk, but you don’t give a shit, and you drink it all while the world goes on with its routine without you.
Me, I’ve been that guy.
That’s why I started this spirituality thing, to stop being my worst enemy.
To do that, you think you have to make peace with yourself, but it wasn’t like that in my case.
The Hair-raising Mirror Effect
A long time ago, I acquired a strange book by Yoshinori Noguchi, The Law of the Mirror.
In it, I was able to read something that made my hair stand on end,
“The reality of what happens in our life is nothing more than a mirror that reflects our inner self.”
Which made quite a bit of sense because my life was hell inside and outside of me.
The book tells the story of a mother who has communication problems with her son. Her husband passes her the phone number of an old friend who solves complex problems for companies, and that person helps her with an unusual methodology.
He tells the mother that to help her son, she must first help herself.
She doesn’t think she has problems, but she does. She resents her father and her husband, and she has to heal those bonds in order for her relationship with her son to improve.
The mirror method
Her husband’s friend asks her to do three things to do this.
- She should write down why she doesn’t forgive her father.
- She should write down the reasons why she is grateful to his father.
- She should also call her father to ask for forgiveness and tell him why she was grateful to him.
I applied it to my life.
I wrote on paper everything I could not forgive my mother for.
- “Mom, you tried to control my life and make my decisions.”
- “Mom, you boycot my youth with your dramas.”
- “Mom, you were weak when our father abandoned us.”
Then, all the things I was grateful for.
- “Mom, thank you for having two jobs to feed my brother and me.”
- Mom, thank you for accepting me into your home when even my shadow would have wanted to get rid of me if it had been possible.
- “Mom, thank you for your hands, which gave me everything but are now deformed by osteoarthritis.”
- “Mom, thanks for your unconditional help and support, even when I never said Thank you.”
In doing so, I crumbled and noticed how all my egoism cracked before me like a medieval wall crumbling, finally allowing me to see reality.
I realized that my way of seeing things was wrong. I was not the bloody victim; I was the bloody executioner.
Finally came the scariest moment: calling her on the phone, asking for forgiveness, and reading her the thank you sheet.
Look, I’ve had a gun pointing at my chest working in a nightclub, but let me tell you something. Nothing is more terrifying (at least for me) than asking your mother for forgiveness and opening your heart to her after having behaved like a fool for twenty years and never appreciated her.
The law of inevitability
In the book, the mother in the story regains good communication with her son and husband by healing her bond with her father.
It worked for me too. I live with my mother, whom I take care of because she has a degenerative bone disease. And I do it with love and gratitude.
And believe me, when I tell you that my life has completely healed, I don’t smoke, I don’t drink, and I have regained my self-esteem.
Because as I read in that strange book, there is something called the law of inevitability.
The law of inevitability says that the problems we have in life are meant to show us something important. Nothing happens by chance; therefore, things happen because they will inevitably happen until we solve a specific pending problem.
It is true that my life was inevitably a disaster until I solved the problem I had with my mother.
After that, it is as if I unclogged the sink, and all the stagnant water (all my miseries) emptied down the drain.
As Yoshinori Noguchi wrote, “In the world of feelings, everything is related.”
A virtual hug
AG
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