EYE CONTACT is the lost art of everyday bravery...

. It’s such a lost art form, I don’t mean merely looking at each other but truly stopping and SEEING each other. EYE CONTACT. How beautiful yet scary it is.🤭Remember when we were at our most authentic, when we were children? When we did this naturally. There was no shame or looking away because you felt you’d be judged if people saw the true you?💜 As we grow up we forget this important skill. We become too aware of ourselves and more and more disconnected. Because looking into the eyes of another, or even worse, having someone look into the windows of our own soul...it’s the ultimate act of vulnerability. Pure human bravery. Our eyes can not hide things like our words can. Through our eyes our deepest feels are there for everyone to discover. Scary shit 🥺 Especially for perfectionist this is a tricky one. We never feel good enough, worthy enough( I didn’t either most of my life) and feel we’d be judged if someone saw the cracks we are so desperately trying to hide. The risk of having those parts being seen, it’s too scary of a risk to take. So we avoid it like the plague. And feel less and less connected to others, and to ourselves. The more time passes the scarier it gets. Being seen as we are. Bruises and all. Our humanity. 👀 Ironically we all crave connection, it’s part of our human nature. Yet at the same time we are petrified of it. We distract ourselves by gazing into our gadgets instead of the eyes of another. So we forget the power and the beauty of it. Seeing and being seen. True human connection. Soul engagement.💜 Much like kissing 👄 is often way more intimate and vulnerable than having sex with someone. Looking into the eyes of another person is more intimate and has more depth than using words to communicate to one another ever can. 🗣👥A double whammy is having sex WHILE seeing and being seen. I dare you to try it. All kinds of mind blowing things happen when we dare greatly #brenebrown . And doing it with the right person, seeing the love and acceptance mirrored back to us. Life changing stuff!!🤯💜 I remember a time (I am still guilty of this occasionally ) when I often found myself in the midst of verbal diarrhoea when spending time with another human. Filling silence with words that had no true meaning. It took me a long time to understand I did that just so I would not have to feel vulnerable. Not feel exposed in front of another person. Nor did I had to hear the chatter in my own soul trying to catch my attention, when all moments were filled with noise. One kind or another. I was afraid if I stopped talking I would feel naked. The more scary kind of naked than having someone see my ladybits and all the rest 😬😁 So I ask you to think about yourself in moments where you are offered a precious moment to see someone. Speak without words. If you look away or find it hard to keep eye contact, question yourself WHY? What are you subconsciously hiding or what are you afraid of having others see? Isn’t it time to face those things and not stay a prisoner or your own imperfections? Accept them and learn to love yourself because of them?💜 Practise eye contact. On the street. With your partner. With your people. Or with strangers. It gets easier each time. And you will find out so much about yourself as you practise. And of others.🙏🏻😊