Daily Question, July 8
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With strangers, it is the energy through eye contact. It did surprise me a lot when one day I imagined to offer a rose as a symbol of love to each stranger I met while looking into their eyes, wishing him or her from my heart that this energy would help ceasing their suffering. Since, I do this whenever it comes to my mind. It is deeply touching when a stranger realizes the coincidental, free encounter on the level of the heart. Their heart occasionally reacted spontaneously with deep joy about...
With strangers, it is the energy through eye contact. It did surprise me a lot when one day I imagined to offer a rose as a symbol of love to each stranger I met while looking into their eyes, wishing him or her from my heart that this energy would help ceasing their suffering. Since, I do this whenever it comes to my mind. It is deeply touching when a stranger realizes the coincidental, free encounter on the level of the heart. Their heart occasionally reacted spontaneously with deep joy about being seen without any judgement of whatsoever, which is expressed through the radiation of the eyes of both of us then.With loved ones, it is the same. It touches me most when being touched deeply on the level of the heart is present and shared.
When I meet strangers with awareness of their inner divinity and potential, I simply become aware of the blessing of being human and of being with others. It is actually easier for me to love a stranger because of my lack of preconceived notions of what that person is like. As for my loved ones, they have taught me some of my most important life lessons, whether intentionally or by default.
I am mindful to remain present with my encounters with strangers. I used to fill my head (out of nervousness and anxiety) with thoughts of what I need to say next but I have since learnt the gentle art of stillness. Its ok not to fill every moment with words. The stillness seems to steer my heart in a new direction and gives me time to privately bless the moment and see what insight or heart contribution I can make with the encounter.
In Hebrews it says: "Be not forgetful to entertain strangers: for thereby some have entertained angels unawares." I have found this to be eerily true. Sometimes a complete stranger will turn to me and say the most surprising things. Heartfelt, insightful, poignant things. Things I have needed direction on or about. Angel means "messenger from God". And I have several occasions in my life when a complete stranger has delivered a message and then walked away. It was so natural, so normal tha...
In Hebrews it says: “Be not forgetful to entertain strangers: for thereby some have entertained angels unawares.” I have found this to be eerily true. Sometimes a complete stranger will turn to me and say the most surprising things. Heartfelt, insightful, poignant things. Things I have needed direction on or about. Angel means “messenger from God”. And I have several occasions in my life when a complete stranger has delivered a message and then walked away. It was so natural, so normal that I hardly recognized it in the moment. Only later, after reflection, did I see the surprising-ness of it.
The thing that touches me the most is knowing we are connected even when I do not see the threads. It helps me be more patient, tolerant, accepting, and curious.
With people I don’t know – their uniqueness, the place of meeting which is often coincidental, and their faces. With loved ones – joy.
What I notice most often is that I’m touched by the expression of the body more than the mental content of anything shared – laughter, tears, a hug, eye contact, holding hands, a warm tone of voice – all express more and stay with me more than anything we say.
I feel this is the same with strangers or loved ones, though the depth of what’s shared is different. Maybe this is because with a friend or loved one our bodies feel safer with each other, and there’s more trust that it’s ok...
What I notice most often is that I’m touched by the expression of the body more than the mental content of anything shared – laughter, tears, a hug, eye contact, holding hands, a warm tone of voice – all express more and stay with me more than anything we say.
I feel this is the same with strangers or loved ones, though the depth of what’s shared is different. Maybe this is because with a friend or loved one our bodies feel safer with each other, and there’s more trust that it’s okay to let our feelings flow…
The rememberance that this person I do not know carries the image of God. With a loved one it is the sharing of, the participation of the compassion of God.
There is a connection that happens sometimes with strangers through the eyes. Oddly, you can even see it in old photographs if someone even one hundred years ago has looked directly into the camera. Much more so in real life, when eyes "meet" and there is a silent pause, a settling, a knowing (which is truly seeing). For me, it is the same with loved ones. The need for this connection through the eyes. Maybe that is one reason it so hard for me to maintain friendships and family ties long d...
There is a connection that happens sometimes with strangers through the eyes. Oddly, you can even see it in old photographs if someone even one hundred years ago has looked directly into the camera. Much more so in real life, when eyes “meet” and there is a silent pause, a settling, a knowing (which is truly seeing). For me, it is the same with loved ones. The need for this connection through the eyes. Maybe that is one reason it so hard for me to maintain friendships and family ties long distance.
What touches me most with strangers – their kindness, their smile, the look in their eyes when it’s filled with compassion as they see me on a struggling day. That touches me the most.With loved ones? That they continue to love me even though I haven’t achieved perfection, and encourage me as I continue to reach for the heavens.
w strangers it is always the magic of a smile, what's up, how are you, have a good day, good morning, and trying to spread a positive energy. with loved ones it is more conversation that touches me. but also the magic still occurs in moments. I learned our brain is wired more for short term relationships. therefore, easier to engage in friendly have a good day w people we don't know vs being daily upbeat, kind, thoughtful in our daily encounters w loved ones. I definitely need to stay mindf...
w strangers it is always the magic of a smile, what’s up, how are you, have a good day, good morning, and trying to spread a positive energy. with loved ones it is more conversation that touches me. but also the magic still occurs in moments. I learned our brain is wired more for short term relationships. therefore, easier to engage in friendly have a good day w people we don’t know vs being daily upbeat, kind, thoughtful in our daily encounters w loved ones. I definitely need to stay mindful of putting forth effort to keep the love flowing in my loved one encounters.
I don’t know if “what touches me most” applies when encountering strangers. What “strikes” me most when meeting people I don’t know for the first time is that I am experiencing a fresh, and brand new feeling each and every time. Meeting this particular person, right here, right now, whether it’s for a moment or forever, is, I think a wonderful and unique human experience.
What touches me most upon meeting loved ones is entirely different. All of my senses land upon what is know...
I don’t know if “what touches me most” applies when encountering strangers. What “strikes” me most when meeting people I don’t know for the first time is that I am experiencing a fresh, and brand new feeling each and every time. Meeting this particular person, right here, right now, whether it’s for a moment or forever, is, I think a wonderful and unique human experience.
What touches me most upon meeting loved ones is entirely different. All of my senses land upon what is known, trusted, remembered and well, the person who is loved. It’s a home coming of sorts for the heart and entire being.
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