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Nothing Makes Me Feel More Alive Than Tears in My Eyes
For decades, I bottled them up — these days they’re free-flowing liquid gold to my soul
Take a few seconds to examine the above image. What do you see? And how do you interpret it?
Regarding the first question, you’re probably thinking, “Isn’t it obvious — I see a tear dripping from someone’s eyelid and an image of two people kissing in an eyeball.”
Yep, I grant you — that’s apparent. The more interesting question is: What do you think is the connection between the tears and the eyeball image?
Here’s my interpretation:
The person in the photo is reflecting upon how much he cherishes his partner, how blessed he is to have her in his life to share his good days, his bad days, and those in between. To hug with his heart. To kiss with every ounce of love within himself.
Tears welled in my eyes as I was keying in the words, “To hug with his heart.” I didn’t plan the tears with the intention of that being a perfect fit for this article. I couldn’t do that if I tried. I’m not a tear machine. Historically, I’m quite the opposite. My expertise has always been in tear suppression.
