What is it about a baby’s eyes that is so compelling? Maybe because they look so surprised and amazed at what they see. The world is fresh, everything is fascinating, and, if they are lucky, they see infinite love being reflected back to them.
One thing that captivates me about a baby’s eyes are the whites. The whites of a baby’s eyes are so WHITE! Pure unblemished white, new snow white, cold milk white, star bright white, shimmering pearl white. In contrast, the whites of my eyes are a bit dulled, and crisscrossed like a road atlas with what I think of as eyeball varicose veins.
I can’t change the appearance of my physical eyes, but I’ve decided as this new year begins, that I’m going to see with my inner eye as a baby sees. I’m going to imagine that the white of my inner eye looks as fresh and unmarked by life’s vicissitudes as a newborn’s eye. I will look upon everything with an open attitude, leaving prior judgment and evaluation behind. Like a baby, I will not have had time to build up resentments and grievances, so I will engage with everything directly instead of through the lens of past experience.
And I will have no fear in the looking because, like a fortunate newborn, I will be held safely and protected in the arms of the Beloved.
The year is still new, and already I have had several opportunities to remind myself “baby eyes!” as I catch myself drifting back into the past to relive a hurt or revisit a judgment, or reaching forward to anticipate something I think I won’t like.
I haven’t had a word of the year for many years. The last one I had was ten years ago and it was “wait.” I guess I had to wait a decade for a new word. The word that comes to me now is “liberate.” I feel liberated by assuming the wonder of “baby eyes,” freed from my own history, and freeing others of whatever limitations I have placed on them.
So welcome, 2023! The world is new and I’m new in it. As a friend is fond of saying, let’s see what happens.
Through the eyes of a child, you will see nothing but magic all around. ~unknown