Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Those Eyes


Those eyes!
I stepped through the door to ask directions and there she was. 
Those eyes! 
I walked up to the counter and ask my question, she politely told me how to get to my destination, I turned and walked out. 
A few miles down the road I determined to return and get another look. 
Several hours later I returned to see those eyes again. 
When I walked into the little rock shop I felt my heart skip a beat as our eyes met again. 
Why are you out here in the middle of this rural area? 
She said it must be to give directions.
I asked again, but this time she said that she was connected to this land.
I thought so ... I said.
I watched as the tears welled up in her eyes.
Then I felt that familiar spiritual feeling that happens when I need to pay close attention.
I too, am connected to this land, to this place, I said.
In those brief minutes together, we spoke the same language, felt the same spirit and shared a memory from a past life where we stood on opposite sides.
She said she had long ago forgiven those who had treated her so harshly. Life is too precious to waste it carrying resentment and anger. 
I looked into her eyes as she spoke and felt the sincerity of her words.
I asked some more questions and then felt that old familiar feeling again ... the one that tells me that I am in a safe place and I need to open my heart and share what I am experiencing. 
In those brief few minutes we were able to connect as old friends.
We walk similar paths now.
My path has opened me to new possibilities, new information, new adventures. 
Her path for now is to give directions to those who are lost and need help.
When I left the store, I wondered if this was just a chance meeting or maybe more?
I don’t know, but I am always looking for those eyes.
The ones that really look into the depth of my soul. 
I was promised that I would recognize them by their eyes.
My family.
My spiritual family.
I have a special place in my heart for those whom I have connected with on this level of understanding.
We have a similar path and sometimes our paths cross.
We share and then we continue on down our road.
I have attempted to look into others eyes and they have declined to reveal that part of themselves.
Not everyone is willing to look deeply into another’s eyes. It is an intimacy where one soul can connect with another.
The eyes are the doorway to the soul.
I will continue to search. 
I will find you.