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Don't Avoid Eye Contact

I've been feeling extreme gratitude for my journey. I spoke to a friend about making intimate eye contact with yourself recently (yes, I know this sounds crazy). She said that sometimes staring into her eyes in the mirror gives her panic attacks...when she stated this I was overwhelmed with empathy and understanding. Only about a year ago when I was smothered in this self-love journey I would try and stare into my soul in the mirror and always end up on the floor hyperventilating and sobbing, scared of what I would see. Scared of who would be looking back at me. I was in such a fragile place in those months, unsure of who I was, and terrified to find out. Terrified to reach into my soul and forgive and heal the pain and wounds that were twisted into me.

When you think about it we very rarely make eye contact with ourselves. We know the power of eye contact in relationships with others, the eyes are the mirror to the soul. But it's "weird" to just stare into your own eyes. We are all so scared to find out who is in there, we are scared to create that true relationship with ourselves. When we make and hold that eye contact we are feeling pure vulnerability, facing our shame, and our insecurities. But also that is where our compassion, empathy, and self-love lies. Strength comes from the mix of all of our sides.

I still do this, though thankfully it no longer makes me freak the hell out. I challenge myself to do it when I know I'm being cruel to myself, or it's been a rough day, and it usually creates nothing but compassion and love for my soul. Knowing that I have that relationship rooted inside of me makes my days way easier. I have created a relationship with my heart, mind, and soul and I love her. I love myself. It's been painful and scary, we've faced a lot. But I'm here now and continually moving forward. It's a never ending process, but I am on the path; or at least I can see behind me clearly and learn from it, and also keep reaching forward with truth and hope.


Stare into your eyes, be intimate with your soul. This is where healing will occur.

Trust me, it's uncomfortable and strange as hell. But it's also powerful and life-changing.

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