Friday, November 25, 2011
WHEN YOU LOOK INTO YOUR EYES, WHAT DO YOU SEE?
The log line for my latest release, Her Eyes is “When you look into her eyes, who do you see?” It comes from the old adage that the eyes are the windows to the soul and it is a piece of the essence of Her Eyes.
Her Eyes came about after a friend and I heard about the original face transplant surgery done several years ago in France. I’ve long been interested in reincarnation and past lives, walk-ins fascinate me as does some of the stories around transplants. I think most people know what reincarnation is and we hold our own beliefs about it. The idea of coming back and resolving issues from this life is interesting.
Walk-ins are an interesting metaphysical concept that first came to my attention through Doreen Virtue. A walk-in occurs when someone is working on their life lesson and finds that it is more than they can handle in this lifetime. They make an agreement on a soul level with another spirit to, in essence, trade places. The other soul finishes out the life issues of the first one.
Organ donation is, to me, one of the most powerful gifts we can give. Sadly it is usually one we give when we’ve passed on yet it is, a gift that will keep on giving. There is anecdotal material on the metaphysical aspects of organ donation—that a part of the donor, bits of characteristics, are passed on to the donee. I don’t know if it is true or not but when I had a ligament replaced in my hand this summer I didn’t want to know where it came from. I later found out that we have a tendon in our wrist we really don’t need and that it’s often used to replace the damaged one—I was my own donor. In light of the premise of Her Eyes all I can say is “whew”.
I also believe in soul mates and that sometimes we have a second chance at love. A few years ago I reconnected with my high school boyfriend and he recently asked me did I ever think about what would happen if we had been married—or if we did now. Would we take that second chance if we had it?
When I heard of the face transplant my mind was off and running with what ifs? The concepts of reincarnation, walk-ins and cell memory of organ donation ran through my mind. Added to that was my high school boyfriend asking about giving ourselves a second chance at love. It seemed to me there were almost endless possibilities and Her Eyes evolved.
Would you take a second chance at love?
What if that one great love, your soul mate, died—and returned to you in some other form. Could you believe it? Would you believe it?
When you look into the one you love’s eyes, who do you see?