The eyes are the mirror to the soul. It is my experience that the eyes are our windows into other souls. When I truly look at another person, I feel an energy exchange.
Two neighbors of mine recently experienced their mother’s death. When my Mom died, I experienced a profound opening. I looked deeply more deeply into other people’s eyes. Yesterday, I went to a neighborhood gathering and I wanted to connect with each woman and express my sympathies.
Each time as I genuinely and compassionately listened to their story, I looked deep into their eyes and saw the enormity of who they were. I was touched and filled by the connection.
We live in a world of people who are hungry to be seen, to be heard, and to be valued. One of the most powerful ways of giving that to another, is to simply look into their eyes.
I remember a time when I was depressed, and I stopped at a stop sign to wait for cross traffic to clear. I wasn’t paying attention. It was cold and blustry. A woman tugging a little girl had to walk out front around the nose of my car, because I had pulled too far forward. Then I felt shame for being so thoughtless. Just at the moment that the little girl was straight in front of me, she turned and looked into my eyes. The power of that gaze was amazing. Her face lit up into a brilliant smile. Twenty some years have passed, and I am still lit up inside by that tiny but powerful moment.
This past weekend, I sang in a chorus for a crowd of 1100 people. Our conductor initiated the singing group, and was retiring after 25 years. Song is another powerful medium to the soul. As we sang one of our final encore songs, Roger began on the right side of the chorus and touched each one of us singers with his gaze. We were singing. The band was playing. Roger was conducting. But that moment became so powerful and enlarged. We looked at Roger as he looked at us individually, The moment was so intense that tears began dripping down my face.
For that few minutes there was such openness, awareness, and sharing of souls. We each were gifted in the presence, and by the presences of the others.
At the celebration party afterwards, we were happy, joyful and exuberant as we listened to more music and danced. My heart was full. My being was full. Soul to soul we had connected in song. Our audience joined with us in a sing-a-long.
For that time and for me, a full two days afterward, I felt tuned in, tapped in, turned on. I felt enhanced as a human. I experience all of us rising above the discord and human condition, and savoring our experience together. For a while we were in perfect harmony together. And I saw it in our eyes.