This period seems to be one of recognising the toxicity of projection. I have stumbled into several of my own projections. This has happened in different ways at least three times in the last month or so.
Each time the metaphorical scales have been torn from my eyes and I am left observing the person beneath my projection.
Each time I have been humbled.
I am beginning to recognise that few people in life can be cast in absolute roles. The person I have cast as ‘villain’ turns out to be kind and generous too. The person I have cast as ‘saviour’ turns out to have a significant weakness.
If I need to see someone in absolute terms it is more likely to be about me than about them. I am reminded of that great quote:
‘The beginning of love is the will to let those we love be perfectly themselves, the resolution not to twist them to fit our own image’ – Thomas Merton
Whenever I have a strong reaction to someone either positively or negatively I need to ask for the grace to see this person for who they really are.