In church on Sunday we discussed the concept of paying it forward. It's a premise of life I've always believed in but haven't always practiced well. Especially because I do little acts of, usually, random kindness rather that large acts of selflessness.
One thing that really stuck with me, particularly at this time in life, was a quote from Ralph Waldo Emerson collection of essays:
"Read the language of those wandering eye-beams. The heart knoweth."
I have struggled making friends since our move from Zion. I've wondered what I've done wrong, am I not dressed right, or why people don't seem to notice me. It has become such a self-involved activity - without really meaning to be one.
Hearing this reminded me that I see plenty of wandering eye-beams, people who look at me and maybe hope that I'll talk to them, but I remain so focused on hoping someone will talk to me that I see past it. And yet, my heart knows.
This week I'm going to try looking at people's eyes, meeting their gaze, and starting the conversations. Maybe this will provide what both of us are looking for...
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1 comment:
Way to go! I know how you're feeling. It's a rare person who will look past themselves and give the service they are most wanting. Does that make sense? I like the "eyebeams" quote as well.
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