I don’t know if it was psychological or if the Sandman over-delivered so I wouldn’t see Santa, but until the age of six, I would awake every Christmas morning with pinkeye. Entering the living room with one eye swollen shut, I ruined all of our holiday photos and grossed out my brother and sister as they unwrapped their gifts.
The greatest frustration was that nobody would look at me, especially during meals. As a highly visual person, looking directly at people during conversation was and is critical for me.
Looking into someone’s eyes allows me to connect quickly, soul-to-soul.
I remember the first time I looked into the eyes of my children as they reached for my face to touch the voice they had heard muffled for nine months.
Gazing at them, I was a) amazed that something this big came out of me and didn’t drag most of my internal organs with it and b) a little terrified that they now depended on a woman who had no natural maternal instincts.
But mostly, I was just amazed.
Eye contact is diminishing. . .
It makes me a little sad that we’ve become so technologically savvy that we have stopped looking at each other.
When cancer put my father in a wheelchair, he said his greatest frustration was that nobody would look at him. He missed the eye-to-eye contact which fueled his soul and made him feel connected.
We now spend more time looking at computer screens than each other, and I think it is breaking our community web.
I coach many women who can’t remember their story – who they are, what they want out of life. I was one of those women, and one day I realized that it had been too long since I had looked into my own eyes and connected with my soul.
Two Ways to Discover Your Soul Signature
Be the baby. . .
Looking at childhood photo, you will probably seek a spark of spirit.
Or a dash of determination.
Or a gentle love of nature.
Looking at your eyes today, you might see something different. But don’t worry, the true core of who you are is still in there. You might have just gotten wrapped up in some emotional scar tissue.
So find your joy again. Remember who you are.
And then, be the baby.