Seeing is Believing, or Do We See What We Believe?

Our eyes are not designed to see, but to perceive

Ever wonder if you see better with your eyes closed?

When I close my eyes, I see inkblots of light and shadows, and like a Rorschach, I make out tigers, angels, demons, and my favorite, I swear I see Jesus Christ giving me a hug. I know. Sounds so stupid, but it’s what I see, so Freudianalyze that. I’m just impressed I don’t see penises since I see those in the clouds all the time, another kind of Rorschach.

Yes. I talked about Jesus and Penises in the same paragraph.

I see two Samurai Soldiers playing patty cake.
I see two Samurai Soldiers playing patty cake.


We often think the blind man is missing out on life, but what has our sight taken from us? What are we missing?

I often dream I’m fighting beings that are trying to hurt me, and I’m blind. It’s a recurring dream. While sometimes I hate it because I’m so used to fighting things I can see, I know I’m blind because my battles lately have been against things I can’t see, and I feel like Van Damme at the end of Blood Sport where you feel the opponent on a spiritual level, and it’s like the next level: an experience I could never explain in a way you’d visualize, kind of like trying to explain the color red to a blind man.


Rorschach 1
I see boobs. Cmon now. The two lumps at the top. If it were a figure, there’s a chest before it comes in for a waist. Then the nipples to the right dead center on two circles. And not just boobs, but like an evil villain of boobs trying to take over the world. It’s like Boob Man with wings wide open and his hands over his boob face laughing maniacally with smoke coming out of his ass in the form of boobs.

But really all sight is light. Our eyes are like a camera. It allows so much light as it passes through lenses and produces a picture upside down and then sends the info to the brain with electrical impulses where our brain then sees an image right side up.

So we are always looking at the world upside down. If we looked at it right side up, it would be upside down.

You’ll want to smoke some weed before thinking about that one.

Rorschach 2
I see Big Foot with a vagina head and a big penis with the face of a dragon on the tip. Basically I see a man. And every man should have a vagina on his face. Well played Rorschach.


When we close our eyes, we are still refracting light and stuff, like that doesn’t stop. Hence, why I see little Rorschach’s in my brain. And the perception I get is all psychological and spiritual in nature.

I see what I want to see.

Rorschach 3
I see the Mothman with a kangaroo face flexing his muscles on his wings. One of his eyes has a tear/or tear (tare or tere) splitting his body in half. It’s like a reminder that while we are symmetrical, the left and the right side are still very different from each other, you know, like left brained and right brained thinking. He’s not evil. He’s just misunderstood. But he’s not good either. He’s just broken. A dark, broken creature.

Spiritually speaking, they say we are objects of the light. Some studies show that our bodies emit light that we can’t see with our naked eyes, and the more positive our emotions, the brighter the light. Even better, the light interacts with the light from other people. This is probably why Negative Susie can ruin your day.

It makes you wonder how much of the light we don’t see.

rorschach 4
I see the Little Mermaid splashing up out of the water, with Sebastian at the bottom singing, “Under the Sea,” and Scuttle flying toward her, and poor little Flounder is a splat, squashed mess, like I’m not sure how that happened, but I think Scuttle might have been involved. Then the entire thing is reflected because it’s art.


Rest in Peace Flounder.

But the question is, when our eyes are open, are we really seeing? It’s just light and shadows, and electrical impulses. It’s not really what I’d call seeing. It’s perception and reflection. Very subjective stuff. You would think the act of seeing is to see it for what it is, but that’s not the case no matter how we use the verb, “To See.”

Perception and Reflection.

Like looking in a mirror, you see your reflection, and then you see what you want to see. For many of us women, we see ourselves as too fat, or too skinny, or too old, or too young. For men, they see a stud. Like that’s true at all. They flex their muscles and envision Hercules when really it’s more like Goofy working out.

I have wrinkles that go down from my eyes along side my nose and I think it looks like a cat nose, and I hate it. It makes my face look so off. Nobody else sees these wrinkles at all. Just me.

I know they don’t show up well on the camera, but you can kind of see them. They are loud and proud to me in the mirror. Drives me crazy. I wanted supermodel skin. I’m just old. Also notice the dark circles under the eyes with the alien wrinkles. I look like ET.

I see what I want to see…

And the camera hid a lot of what was there.

Our eyes hide a lot of what is there.

So even with our eyes wide open, we aren’t really seeing.

We have to close our eyes to learn how to see.


Seeing is Believing, or do we see what we want to see? Our eyes aren't really seeing reality. They see our perceptions. Mental Health | Spirituality | Mindfulness

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  1. Pinned and I agree with Hillary – gutter sluts! LOL. Also it’s true that women and men see themselves differently in mirrors (and I don’t see the cat nose or ET FYI). Once I saw a show where they took photos of men and women and then smushed them. The people who were in the photos had to re-shape and size them to be what they really looked like. Every single man made himself taller and less fat, more muscles. Every single woman made herself fatter. Gah.

    • It’s so weird how we women are so different than men. Not less. Just different. But a lot of that is cultural. I don’t think we’d think this way if raised in a place with true gender equality. BTW, when I say gutter sluts, I referred to men as well. 🙂

    • Yeah, I was reading about a few studies on the concept. I plan on discussing it in a future book, but one down the road. I still have a couple books I’m working on that I want to do first, but when they are done, I plan on doing a secrets into the spiritual world type of book, but of course, with my spin of scientific research on it. I am such a nerd, I love science too much to exclude it from spirituality. I should be doing this one first because I would write it as opposed to what I’m doing now (a coloring book and a DIY book), but I don’t feel like my research is ready. I’m still gathering material.

  2. How true..we see what we want to see. I must confess that I see totally different things in all the pictures. .but that again just proves the point. This was a fun post.

  3. So funny, as it looks like you wrote this before I managed to get mine in, but your mention of trying to explain the colour red to a blind man was my reality last Wednesday night. I used to see it. My favourite. My brother never has.
    This blind woman misses colours, but I am glad I thought up this prompt, to get to see how others interpreted it, what they see.
    I wrote a post a few years back about what I see when I look in the mirror, that it’s all just images, as you say, perceptions and reflections. Love your answers though. I think so many see so little, even when they are able to just open their eyes wide and look around them, as my brain sees for me, where my eyes fail me, if that makes any sense at all.
    Love this post. So much to ponder. Thank you.

  4. Intriguing post Michelle. A few years ago, when in total “darkness” I realised that darkness isn’t total – it’s filled with variation, with specks of light. (“Specks” isn’t the right word, it’s softer than that, but I can’t think of a better one.) So anyway, I found your explanation about light very interesting!
    And totally, what we see is affected by what we believe, and it’s so subjective. When I saw your title, I was thinking of this more in terms of “truth” (partly influenced by the recent events in the UK) but of course it’s also true about what we physically see. It used to amaze me when I taught art that I often had to teach kids to see. They drew what they thought something should look like, not how it did look.
    Great post!

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