Mind Scraps: Powerful Eyes and Dead Eyes

Throughout my two and a half months here in Mexico, I’ve seen various military trucks rumble by with soldiers hanging off the back. Camouflaged cloths shroud their mouths and matching helmets cover their heads. All you can see is their eyes. There’s something irresistibly alluring about a covered face that shows nothing but its eyes. I voiced that comment to the Bruja de Chihuahua one day and she responded:

“There are powerful eyes and seductive eyes. Dirty eyes and dead eyes. Sad eyes and kind eyes…”

So I ask you, what eyes do you offer to the world?

Speaking of eyes, some comments from the Pillar about my eyes:

Muy bueno, and your eyes. Well, I could easily get lost in them and write volumes about them. They are gems, masterpieces on several levels, and quite fitting as crown jewels for one of the more unique women on any hemisphere. Just remember it is your actions that serve as the inspiration for my words…

One more thing I thought of when thinking of you and your adventures. We only get on shot, mi amiga con ojos azul. There are no do-overs, no re-winds in life. So keep on being Laura Rico, a talented, dynamic individual bringing beauty and joy to many in so many ways. From afar, I get a sense of the power of your aura, of your ability to invigorate any environ.

I’m humbled.

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