Although we may not see those forces of our pasts tethered to us like puppet strings, we cannot deny their hold on us. I can look through that magic mirror and see far back into my past to the times where those words were new to me, and I can still see how I felt and responded to them in real time. It’s easy to judge how things turned out now. At that time, it was not so. There is no magic mirror that lets you see the future, at best it is a crystal ball. The mirror always shows you your old self, and we choose how we feel about it. Being blind to yourself is like disappearing for a while. We wonder where we went when our mind went one place and our soul went another. We can only empathize with those wandering ghosts, and that is the only way to lay them to rest.