š Scroll of the Crown: The Eye That Sees What Is
There was a time I only saw what I wanted to see.
I called it love.
I called it faith.
I called it ābelieving in people.ā
But what it really wasā¦
was a refusal to look at reality.
I wanted green things.
Even when the ground was cracked.
Even when the leaves had withered.
Even when the season had clearly changed.
But instead of adjusting my eyesā
I blamed the soil.
I blamed the people.
I blamed the pain.
Marcus Aurelius said,
āThe healthy eye ought to see all visible things and not to say, āI wish for green thingsā; for this is the condition of a diseased eye.ā
And that truth hit me like fire.
Because a diseased eye doesnāt just distort the world
It blinds the man wearing the crown.
I donāt want distorted vision anymore.
I want clarity.
I want to see things as they are, not as my ego wishes them to be.
Because healing doesnāt happen in fantasy.
It happens in reality.
Now I look at whatās in front of me.
Not to judge it.
Not to change it.
But to finally honor the truth it carries.
Because real kings donāt need illusions.
They lead with eyes wide open.
šŖ Crown Mirror Reflection:
1. Where am I still hoping for āgreen thingsā instead of seeing whatās really in front of me?
2. Am I filtering life through desire or through clarity?
3. What truth have I been avoiding because it didnāt match what I wanted?
4. How does distorted vision affect my leadership, my relationships, and my peace?
5. Am I willing to trade fantasy for truthāeven if the truth is harder to accept?
š Final Reflection:
A healthy eye doesnāt wish.
It sees.
And from that sight⦠it leads.
Because you donāt become a King by seeing what you want to see
You become one when you finally have the courage to see what isā¦
And choose your posture anyway.
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