the older I get the more interesting the mirror of erised becomes. do people really know the deepest desire of their heart? we all want things, but when it comes down to the one thing you yearn for deep in your being is it so easy to give it a name?
when Harry looked in the mirror and saw his family it wasn’t instantly clear to him what exactly the mirror was doing. he didn’t look at his parents’ faces and think oh yes the one thing I desire more than any other in the whole of existence. certainly family was something he’d always wanted, but it was only a conscious desire in specific circumstances. when he looked in the mirror it wasn’t the realization of something he’d known all along. it was a feeling.
and I wonder what I would see. because I honestly couldn’t tell you. and I think once I saw that reflection it would make all the sense in the world. it would be a familiar ache in the heart region that has yet to be successfully examined. and that’s the magic of it really, isn’t it? showing someone what they’ve always known in their heart but never had words for in their head?
Waiting for Winter 