Reflections on Eye Contact: Three Moments in London
By: Dr. Anna Biela 21.12 2024 Wrocław 18:28
During my recent trip to London, something unusual happened—three brief moments of eye contact with strangers that have stuck with me. These weren’t long stares, just fleeting glances, but now, as I reflect on them, I can’t help but think there’s something deeper to these encounters.
The first moment happened at the British Museum. I was walking down the stairs, leaving the Japanese art exhibition, when I glanced up and made eye contact with someone passing by. It was brief, just a second, but it felt like the world around us disappeared for a moment, and it was just the two of us. There was something in that look—like an unspoken connection, an exchange of energy. We were surrounded by art, history, and culture, but that brief glance felt like a conversation of its own.
The second moment occurred at the ICA. I was sitting alone in the quiet upstairs bar, charging my phone. The room was empty except for me, when someone walked in. I looked up, and for a moment, our eyes met. There was no rush, no urgency. We didn’t say a word, but it felt like our energies aligned for just a second. It was almost like the stillness in the room allowed for that connection to happen, a reminder that even in solitude, we’re never truly alone in the flow of energy around us.
The third moment was at breakfast. I noticed someone walk in, clearly having just come in from the cold. They were bundled up in a jacket and gloves. We sat at different tables but were facing each other. As I ate, our eyes met for just a moment. I didn’t think much of it at the time, but now I realize how that brief glance made me feel like we shared something—two strangers in the same space, having our own separate experiences, yet still connected by a silent exchange.
What’s strange is, now, I can’t stop thinking about those people. They were strangers to me—just faces in a crowd—but the more I reflect, the more I realize that those brief moments of connection left an impression. These weren’t just coincidences. They were energetic exchanges, moments where our vibrations seemed to align, even if it was just for an instant.
It’s fascinating how, in a city so full of people, it’s these fleeting moments that stay with us. It makes me think about how we’re all constantly in motion, connected to each other in ways we don’t always see or understand. We all carry our own energy, our own vibration, and sometimes, when our paths cross with another person, we tune into the same frequency, if only for a brief moment.
I don’t know if the people I made eye contact with remember it the same way I do. But those moments felt significant to me, and they’ve made me reflect on how energy moves between us all. Even in a crowd, even when we’re just passing by, there are moments when we connect, even if we don’t fully understand it. And maybe that’s the point—that we’re all part of a larger flow, and sometimes, we’re lucky enough to feel it.
P.S. (22.12.24 11:18) I can’t help but wonder if the three people were connected by the same frequency, perhaps even part of the same soul cluster.
