tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1863554872321330259.post7119858724815368838..comments2023-05-02T03:25:43.143-06:00Comments on Blessings Like Winged Horses: Making Eye ContactSarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05220448315369951650noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1863554872321330259.post-81999034107648326812011-06-23T22:13:54.459-06:002011-06-23T22:13:54.459-06:00I don't make good contact either, *sigh*. But ...I don't make good contact either, *sigh*. But again, people are different. Me, I am a perfect example. I seek to break from society's bond to normality, simply because being weird is perhaps one of the greatest feelings, even if one thinks weird people are psychotic. Here's my blog www.normsfallen.blogspot.combatsickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15019758024683486338noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1863554872321330259.post-23628446130485098152011-06-23T16:05:30.338-06:002011-06-23T16:05:30.338-06:00I want to give her so much with my eyes. I want to...I want to give her so much with my eyes. I want to look and look, to tell her somehow that it doesn't matter what I see there, I love her and I will always want to look in her eyes.<br /><br />this touched me deep, sarah. thank you. xo<br /><br />(ps. i thought you made great eye contact during our visit :))Mommy Emilyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09989213786947802537noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1863554872321330259.post-63374159704597313382011-06-23T10:13:33.321-06:002011-06-23T10:13:33.321-06:00Absolutely lovely, Sarah! To be held in Love'...Absolutely lovely, Sarah! To be held in Love's gaze is the greatest gift, I think. What a precious thing to give your girl!Joellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01548545260637445141noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1863554872321330259.post-21201593182047839842011-06-23T05:22:46.706-06:002011-06-23T05:22:46.706-06:00What a great commentary! Children are so wonderful...What a great commentary! Children are so wonderful -- especially daughters, I think, because they make us want to correct our faults so that they can have happier, more satisfied lives. Blessings to you and your little one!<br /><br />Thanks for sharing!Julie Dhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09965401314478095790noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1863554872321330259.post-43016724340689381302011-06-22T12:39:11.832-06:002011-06-22T12:39:11.832-06:00I have long held in my heart the belief -- and can...I have long held in my heart the belief -- and can see here -- that children are our greatest teachers. There's something about their unstained and innocent nature that is incredibly refreshing as an adult who has been stained and wounded.<br /><br />In this I see that you are teaching Mirren not only to see, but to be seen. And it's pretty darn clear that in this give and take, you are learning something about seeing and being seen, too. I've often wondered at the fact that something like eye contact should be so vulnerable, and feel so stripping. Whoever came up with the saying about eyes being soul-windows was onto something.<br /><br />Thank you for these reflections, friend. Love and peace to you.<br /><br />xoxo<br />kirstenkirstenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09789771023962578029noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1863554872321330259.post-91364815100239513062011-06-22T09:23:37.483-06:002011-06-22T09:23:37.483-06:00Wow. So totally beautiful, my friend.
I love thi...Wow. So totally beautiful, my friend. <br /><br />I love this meditation on your daughter's beautiful blue eyes and the way the gazes you share are changing her and changing you. <br /><br />I love the way this meditation also included Jesus. There's a garden on the grounds of San Pedro, where I did my Audire training these last three years, where a very large crucifix stands with a life-sized bronze sculpture of Jesus hanging on it. A bench faces it, and sitting on that bench and staring at the face of Jesus is one of my favorite places to be. <br /><br />I never knew you struggled with the act of making and holding eye contact. I do, too. Always have, but hopefully not always will.<br /><br />xoxo,<br />Christiannechristiannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06278757714101308785noreply@blogger.com