Whenever I have a few quiet moments in bed on Saturday mornings before family jumps in, I find I have time to reflecting on life, experiences, and dreams and do some evaluations. I honestly can’t remember what got me to thinking about this but I ended up with perception and reality. Maybe it’s comparing the dreams I have to present status, wondering when it’ll happen for me. Then there is me and the world. I know my strengths, my weaknesses, my battles and the victories I have won but how does the world see me. If only people see me as I see myself in all my moments/moods, would their perception of me still be the same? What is reality? What is perception? Would it be right to assume the world’s perception of me to be the reality? After all, they see the package which is me from the reflection of what I put forward. Would that make their perception my reality?
Some schools of thought believe perception is reality. I think I beg to differ. Knowledge, intuition and senses vary. Based on these, the belief that perception is reality is fallacious. Perception may be the lens through which we view reality, ourselves, others and the world around us, yet that lens may often be muddled with what is being viewed through it. That is why while a color appears white to some, it may be undeniably blue to others. Reality, too, is relative to knowledge, intuition and senses. Perception and reality only have a complex relationship with each other. So while perception and reality may have some sort of similar characteristics, they are not one and the same.
I didn’t mean to sound too philosophical this morning but I guess what I am driving at is the beauty of the interlocking and interchanging of the two identities to add color to life.
I am grateful for the presence of both in my life.