Beauty truly is in the eyes of the beholder. Each of us lives in our own reality, perceiving the world just a little differently from everyone else. After my comedy class, I somehow opened up enough that the boundaries of my reality began to dissolve, and Amanda’s reality started to seep into mine. That’s why I noticed so many new things in the very same city I thought I knew. The simple, obvious explanation might be that she drove me through unfamiliar streets. But I’d say that before she took me there, those streets didn’t exist in my reality. They literally unfolded like a three-dimensional world emerging in a game of Need For Speed.
I believe this is how all realities work. There are as many realities as there are people, and on top of that, our dreams create new, subtler realities. We also have the realities painted by our minds through art. And then there are the realities experienced by the mentally ill—some of which are astonishingly unique. These inner worlds can be deeply individual, sometimes even more subtle than the realities we dream up. Beyond all of these tangible realities lies an infinite space of possibilities, from which we can shape any reality we imagine.
If we open our minds enough to see life through the eyes of another—almost like stepping into their reality on a subtle plane—we can just as easily create new realities for ourselves and shift between them. This requires a bit of time and consistency. But, then again, everything worth creating demands attention, persistence, and time—even something as simple as a chair. Without these, creation becomes difficult.
