Look In My Eyes

I went grocery shopping yesterday. Masked and armed with a list of necessary items, I decided to stroll through the store. I had some time and I figured I’d people watch while shopping. Have you done that lately? It’s really interesting.

For simplicity, there are those who look at you and those who act as if you don’t exist. I just find people’s reactions fascinating. Because I wasn’t in a hurry, I chose to look at everyone with whom I crossed paths. Some refused to look at me. Others glanced at me and looked away. (No, I wasn’t staring at them like a stalker either). A few actually made eye contact and that’s where it was fascinating.

With masks on, we can only rely on body language, the eyes and if the person chooses to speak. We can’t see if there’s a scowl or a smile behind the mask because it covers the face. I never really realized how much I rely on seeing the bottom part of someone’s face before now. Sometimes it’s really hard to ‘read’ a masked stranger.

Have you ever thought about it?

I saw one guy walking down the aisle towards me. His energy, his gait, his manner of dress and his seemingly easy going nature were attractive. My guess was he was a little older than me. I was reaching for some items on the shelf and then turned to put them in the shopping cart as he was starting to pass by. I looked up towards him and he slowed down, looked into my eyes and said, “Hello,” as he walked past me. From behind my mask I smiled and replied, “Hello,” back to him.

Not much of an interchange, but lovely all the same. Why? Because he greeted me and took the time to look at me, and into my blue eyes. And his were green. It was momentary, but made me smile as I walked up the next aisle. I never did see him again, but I was grateful for the kindness.

That’s what we need more of – kindness, connections and really looking into someone’s eyes. So today while you’re out and about, why not pass it along? I know that’s what I’m doing!

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8 Responses to Look In My Eyes

  1. Dwight Hyde says:

    I will tooπŸ˜Šβ€οΈπŸ€—

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  2. petespringerauthor says:

    I pass all kinds of people going in the opposite direction when I’m walking. Like you, I find their reactions fascinating. Some do everything in their power not to make eye contact while others are ultra friendly. I do think there is such a thing as smiling eyes. It might not be as reliable as the mouth, but eyes can tell us a lot.

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    • janieleeds says:

      I have seen smiling eyes, but they don’t seem to happen often at the store (at least for me). I’m glad you’re seeing smiling eyes where you are! I’m smiling now πŸ™‚

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  3. This made me chuckle. I haven’t seen any eye avoidance since the early days of the pandemic when we were all petrified. I do a lot of nodding of hello now and there’s what I call the “covid wave” of hello, a small lift of the hand–with masked people. I still keep my 10 ft distance cos I always have had personal space boundaries so nothing new for me. When I walk and encounter an UNmasked person (cos it’s still mandatory to wear them here in stores but people are lax outdoors) I usually either give them a dirty look or a nasty comment, sometimes under my breath/mask and sometimes loud enough for them to hear.

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    • janieleeds says:

      You now made me chuckle! I can imagine you commenting on the lack of a mask and staying 10 feet away. People don’t seem to nod here as much (or at least I haven’t been aware of it). I like the idea of nodding – as in “I see you.”

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