Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about being encased. You know when you go to the mall and you walk past a mannequin who has a super adorable outfit on. Well nine times out of ten there is glass between you and the mannequin. It is something that we desire. The outfit doesn’t desire us. Honestly, it cares less what you think. Unless we can invest and believe that we would truly be better off with that outfit we never receive it, it stays behind the glass. Or here, picture a puppy. A super cute puppy. Got it? Good. Okay, so, that puppy is now in a glass case (don’t worry he can breathe.) This puppy you see is not just in any case, he’s in a double sided mirror case. You can see him in all his puppy glory, but, he has no idea you are there. No matter how many times you tap the glass, or make a funny face, or squeak a toy, that puppy will never notice you.
I think a lot of times people put up this case around themselves. Something to either protect themselves, or something to distract them. And sometimes the case is something that they are so wrapped up in, that they become distracted and oblivious to the outside world.
Let’s say for the sake of this, that there is a man in a case. He can imagine or dream of anything he wants in that case, but is so wrapped up in something that he blocks everything else out. There is this women, who can see him in the case. She tries to talk to him, but he can’t hear her. She brings him gifts, and he can’t see them. She is truly in awe of the man in the case. But he doesn’t know she exists. She wishes she could shatter this case that he is in, but she would risk hurting him in the process. So she is forced to live outside his world.
So she waits for the day that he will one day break free from his case.