I did a little video yesterday, on my Instagram, which is a thing I have been doing lately.
Pop the camera on, say words for a minute, post it up.
I have been wearing prescription glasses since I can remember. Maybe I was five the first time when the first pair of plastic frames sat on my face. I can imagine the teacher who told my parents, as she probably told numerous parents before mine, that I couldn’t see the chalkboard. I can imagine that glasses set on my face from such a small and impressionable age can really change things: maybe the shape of my ears, or the dent in my nose. It may have changed the way I see the world, but a pair of glasses can change the way the world sees you.
It was a long, long time before glasses became a fashion accessory. I can imagine the shelves at the optometrist were always lined with beige and grey, large and thick, plastics and metals. Yes, you can see now. Are you sure you want to see the expressions on their face?
I’ve been through dozens of pairs in my life. Many from breakage or my face growing, or my eyes continuing to improve or fail. Lenses and frames getting thinner, fashions changing, brands getting more expensive to wear every day on the face. Between each pair was a week or so of adjustment. When the eye gets used to something new – a new size of the frame or the strength of the lens. A few days of nausea as everything looks overfocused and too sharp before the brain catches up to everything and smooths out all of the pain points I could never see in the first place.
Then everything was fine again.
We all look through lenses. We are born with a pair installed in our head that processes the light and color of the world – makes it sharp and gives us the perception we know. As we experience life our lenses get blurred, tired, marked up, dulled. We have the opportunity to through other lenses – movies, TV, images, and everything that is offered through the screens that surround us. Sometimes, a story is so well written and so well told that it serves as a lens itself.
Glass ages, lenses change shape and show us the same stuff differently. This happens gradually, slowly, and we may never have a chance to see it.
Other times, the perception changes rapidly. So rapid it gives us headaches and makes us feel uneasy.
Eventually, it all evens out. Eventually, we accept new perceptions. We accept what we are shown and the way we are viewing it.