Illusion

is as good a path to reality as any other

Human beings begin to learn a robust and necessary sense of humour through illusion, by constantly having to give away what was never theirs to have in the first place.

Photo: © David Whyte

ILLUSION

is as good a path to reality as any other. Illusions are merciful in that both the illusion and the person who held the illusion disappear, like magic, as soon as we see through them. Illusions show us the ultimate kindness by granting us new freedoms in the very act of their disappearance. Illusion is also my guard and my protection, my sturdy shelter and even my blindfold when I do not as yet wish to see or cannot face what is actually occurring. 

Illusion is the invisible friend to my maturation: in the very moment illusion disappears I instantly become a different and usually, a slightly more authentic person. Illusions disappear only to be replaced by the next, necessary illusion. Illusions seem to know we need them and never go away; they are the very gateways to the next dispensation of our lives and a testament to our willingness to live with the never ending heartbreak, surprise and trauma of existence.