If Eyes are the Windows


People say that eyes are the windows to the soul.  Actually I’m not sure which people.  I’ve just heard that phrase my whole life.  

 In the bible it says, “The eye is the lamp of the body. If your eyes are healthy, your whole body will be full of light.” – Matthew 6:22

We have windows to our soul on our face.  Have you ever stopped to really think about that?  That’s  mind blowing.

And yet…

We have such difficulty looking one another in the eye.

What an incredible opportunity we have every time we encounter another person.  An opportunity to gaze into one another. To see a truth.  To see a story.  To see if there is a wall to protect a truth.

Babies know how to do this.  The other night I was at the mall to pick something up and I walked past a Mom holding her baby over her shoulder. This baby girl had big round hazel eyes that looked like deep pools of wisdom.  I don’t know how else to describe it.  We locked eyes as I hurriedly walked past them (I’m a fast walker) and I found myself slowing my pace as I looked into her eyes.  She looked back into mine with a gaze as calm as a resting sea.  Just looking.  Looking in.  Never blinking. I felt my face curling into a smile and she began to smile.  My smile increased into what I’m sure was a cheesy grin.  She just kept smiling and looking.  

I was overwhelmed with this feeling that this baby had just seen who I was – straight through the windows on  my face.  She really looked.  She wasn’t afraid to look and she never broke her gaze.

I continued on to my destination but noticed that when I made eye contact with other people, they – or I – were quick to look away.  They looked at their feet.  I looked past them into nothing.  We had shifted our gaze automatically.

I couldn’t help but be struck with the vast differences between eye contact with a baby and eye contact with an adult.

When I look into the eyes of someone I love, someone of a romantic interest –  someone I passionately kiss, I see how they feel about me.  I can read it in their eyes.  I can see passion and caring and beauty and it’s overwhelming.  It’s all encompassing and it’s addicting…in the beautiful way that love can swallow us up and overflow our souls.

We can tell if someone is lying by the way their eyes change.  I was always a terrible liar because I could never keep a straight face.  I have the worst poker face on the planet.  (who gets Aces and yells WOOHOO! during a game?! I really must wear sunglasses.)  I’d burst into laughter or look up or look down because I know how much my eyes can give away.  Honesty is easy.  If I’m not ready to say something or talk about something, I just wait until I’m ready.  It’s so much easier than trying to put a wall in front of the transparent windows to the soul on my face.

Eyes let you know who someone is on the inside and everything else falls away.  Age.  Physicality.  It’s a powerful thing when you can see someone’s spirit and gaze into the ocean inside of them.  We communicate so much with our eyes it’s astounding.  Which makes me ask the obvious question:

Why do we spend so much of our lives looking at a screen?  Communicating behind electronic walls? TV, computers, smart phones, tablets, video games, movies… 

We have the answers to so many questions right in front of us, on the faces of other people and yet so many of us choose to spend our time looking at anything but.  Even at the dinner table people are brazen enough to whip out their phones to see if someone more important than present company is contacting them.  

It doesn’t just go one way either.  What we look at on those screens and watch, pours into our eyes, souls, minds as well.  But that’s a blog post for another day.

Why do we not cherish the ability to look at one another?  To really look at someone when they are talking to us.  Look into them – through those windows and find out if there is more to what they are saying than the words that we hear.  We spend all of this time communicating with people via one technology or another and we miss out on the opportunity to actually have real “face time” with their real, actual face…you know…in person.

I want in person face time with your faces.  That’s what I want.  I want to see YOU.

Sometimes I think I was born in the wrong decade..that I would have been much better suited to the 1920’s.  But every decade has it’s own struggle. This one just happens to have an abundance of technology instead of an abundance of flapper dresses and jazz..  😉   I think it’s in all of us sometimes, that feeling that technology, while connecting us in one way, disconnects and separates us in another. A false sense of connection. 

 I know this doesn’t have anything to do with health or fitness or nutrition, but ever since I locked eyes with that baby the other night, it’s been on my mind, so I wanted to share.  

Hopefully this will inspire you to look at someone.  Really look.  


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