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Day #2: What do you see of my soul?

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This is the latest installment in the “Try Looking At It Through My Eyes” challenge, as devised by Bold Kevin on his blog Voices of Glass. If you’ve missed any of the previous posts, you can read them here:

| Day 01 |

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Day Two – “My Eyes”
Take and publish a photo of your eyes (or if you prefer simply look in the mirror). Using no less than 50 words imagine those eyes belonged to a stranger and you are looking into them for the first time. What do those eyes alone say to you about the person whose eyes they are?

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[NB: This is the most recent photo I could find of my eyes, circa homelessness 2010!]

More than bellies, more than breasts, more than legs, noses, knee-caps and toes, the eyes are the part of the body I am most drawn to. That is, unless I’m walking behind someone, in which case the posterior is the body part I’m most drawn to…for reasons all too obvious (and irrelevant) to get into right now! :p

Ever since I was a child and read the phrase in a book I’ve long forgotten the title of, I’ve firmly believed that the eyes are the window to the soul. Through them we can see everything that someone stands for; their hopes, their beliefs, their loves, passions, desires and dreams.

Someone’s eyes reveal if they’re lying or being honest, if they love or loathe you and whether they are on the side of good, evil or occasional naughtiness.

Someone’s eyes tell us all we need to know about who they belong to, as long as we know how to read them.

In the case of my own eye(s) above, looking at them if they belonged to a stranger, the first things that come to mind are:

♥ Bewildered ♥ Lost ♥ Alone ♥ Confused ♥ Tired ♥ Melancholic ♥
♥ (Possibly) on the side of occasional naughtiness ♥
♥ (Definitely) in need of eyebrow pluckers ♥
but also,
 ♥  Strong ♥ Sexy ♥ Cute ♥ Lovely ♥
♥ Keen eye for fashion! ♥
♥ Passionate ♥
yet,
♥ Broken ♥

What do you see, bearing in mind I’m a stranger and you’re looking into them for the first time?

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One thought on “Day #2: What do you see of my soul?

  1. Hi Addy,

    Another excellent and interesting post and I like you ( and like many other authors – including the bible and of course good old Cicero and of course Plato – believe the eyes can tell us so much.

    In the case of your eyes I agree with your assessment and certainly I see a certain amount of bewilderment, a sense of lack of direction, loneliness and all the other things that you mentioned in your response but I also see a sense of mischief and happiness in them. (As for the sexy, cute and cuddly part of it – forgive me if I don’t see you that way, lol, that is far outside of how I would see another guy.)

    Sometimes, as in your case, when I look into someone’s eyes the first thing that I see is fragility and yet even then, again in your case, I see that beyond that fragility is a deep strength and sense of purpose. As if there was some duality, some sense of pivotal possibility within. I am not sure how to describe it but it is as if – Were the outer shell to be broken incorrectly those shards would collapse and damage what lays beneath and yet – were it to be broken correctly what lays beneath – that inner strength and beauty could emerge intact and purposeful.

    Yes there is some hurt there but also some playfulness and it interests me that this picture was taken whilst you were homeless. (Another thing I have personally experienced.)

    But then I have always had a very different way of looking at things. :)

    Great post.
    Kind regards and God bless you.
    Kevin.

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