… no kidding! But I did, no glasses, no contact lenses, no goggles, no binoculars, no magnifying glass, no nothing! Just my eyes as they come. Now, that was a bold move, I have been wearing glasses for a good number of years, my parents wore glasses and some of my siblings do as well, this wearing glasses business kind of run in the family. So for the first time in my adult life I went around without my glasses, without any form of corrective lenses.
I felt almost as blind as a bat, I was so lost, I bumped into any and everything, everywhere was blurry. I hardly got anything done as I could not find anything. The very little I got done was surrounded in a whole pile of mess. Everywhere I went there was a pile of chaos trailing behind. I didn’t need to see to know it was there, I could feel the chaos I was thriving on. ‘Thriving’ might be pushing things a little bit, actually a big bit, I was just shuffling along, dragging with me only God knows what, I can only imagine what was trailing me.
I somehow managed to survive my first few ‘no glasses’ days without any major catastrophe, if there was, I was not aware, so blissful ignorance probably had a part to play. After some time of this torturous experiment, something started happening, my other senses became more attuned. I was able to ‘feel’ my way around a room. My sense of smell became stronger or rather I paid more attention, I could use my hearing to ‘see’, I could touch my way around, I could taste the air to discern. I could pick up the energy in a room. I was engaging with the world around me very differently. I started ‘seeing’ things I had never seen before. Engaging my senses as I had never done before. Life picked up in a different way, order was slowing being restored. A different manner of order.
My experiment is over and it is time to put my glasses back on. I am wondering, are my glasses truly correcting my vision or are they a hinderance, numbing my other senses and weakening my eyes? I experienced a world I never knew existed without my glasses.
Are all aids aiding us? Maybe some are crutches to keep us just below the revolting line, but prevent us from soaring. Maybe, just maybe, it is worth dropping the crutches a little from time to time to check how far we could go.
We all know the ‘glasses’ we wear. I dared to take my off!
Beautiful Ivory 