eye-solation.
i've heard it said , over and over again that "the eye is the window to the soul" ... but i wonder how often we've held eye contact with someone and have been able to envision what lingers around in their souls. if we see that they have been battered verbally, or have given birth to new life. if we know their family is dying in the pits of poverty or their lives have been drowned out by lavish. or that early on in life, they had been attempting suicide because they were brought up in a home of abuse that distributed no. love - or maybe they were raised with kisses and nighttime stories with cookies and milk on their bedside. all they may know are guns, shacks and violence - all they may know is mercedes, mansions, and tender love and care. but what do you know , when you look into their eyes. are you looking, seeking, and feeling what they have felt? or are you just looking and blindly starring at what is right before you? i love speaking to people and i make sure , that eye contact has been established. and sometimes, i don't reciprocate what i dish out - their eyes wander off into a place where i don't exist and i sit, settled, without worry becausae i know how awkward it may be.
their body language begins to tell me another story.
