Our deepest and most desperate desires.
It’s pretty cool reading Harry Potter at this time of my life. I like to overanalyze things, to the point of ridiculous. So Dumbledore has this mirror in one of the rooms in Hogwarts, that reflects upon the user his or her most deepest and desperate desires. Not only are they deep and secret, but they’re desperate. It gives a whole new meaning to the word desire. It is now a desire worth fighting for. Worth paying large sums of money for. Worth giving up your last French fry for. Worth letting someone else bowl your last frame. Maybe a desire worth dying for as well. Maybe that’s why Harry and Ron were so surprised and entranced at what they saw in the mirror. They even fought a little to get some time in front of the Mirror of Erised. Desire spelled backwards. Clever.
Wonder what I would see if I were to place myself in front of that mirror? Seriously. What would be my most desperate desire? Something material? Some sort of status? Another person, perhaps? And why would our most desperate desires also be deep? What in particular are we so ashamed of in our most desperate desires? Maybe the common characteristic of our desperate desires is that they all are all too human. And according to Gnarls Barkley, “Everybody is somebody, but nobody wants to be themselves.”
I’m embarrassed of myself. I messed up cutting my own hair today. I don’t know if I would like to see my own desperate desire. Even if only I get to see it.
Dumbledore is a wise man. Earlier in the book he said, “Ah, Music. A magic beyond all of what we do here.” And in reference to the mirror he said, “It does not do to dwell in dreams and forget to live, remember that.”
Copy that, Double D. (Or maybe Wise Owl would be a more appropriate code name?)
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