This piece of art sort of reminded me of the Sesame Street song "People In Your Neighborhood."
So, who are the people in your neighborhood?
The people that you meet each day.
We meet and interact with all types of people...funny and nice to mean and scary.
Sometimes, you can see it on their faces--or especially in their eyes--who they are and what are their intentions.
Other times, looks can be grossly deceiving, and we really have no clue who or what we are dealing with--psychopath or good samaritan.
Lately, as I meet or pass people, I see them on two distinct levels:
One is the physcial body they are in...their outward manifestation...the shell or outer casing that houses "them."
Two is the soul or G-dly spirit on the inside...the real them...the part that lived before and will live on even after the outside body is long gone.
Our bodies are just housings for our souls...some people have physical disabilities, almost like a car that has broken parts over time...but what is inside perceives the greater reality and in a sense is both facilitated through and limited by our bodies--whether whole or broken.
Sometimes, I feel like I am just looking right through the person and am really seeing their inner essence soul.
Looks are just outside...inside is the real people we meet each day. ;-)
(Source Photo: Andy Blumenthal)