Faces. Thoughts and quotes on interest in our faces. (August 2019)

Susan's Thursday morning note August 15, 2019
Quotes and thoughts on faces.  Faces from our past.  Faces across room now.

Good morning.  Such quiet.  Only movement being steam from coffee.  Soft sound of clicking from fingers.  Thoughts moving to various faces playing their parts in different movements of my song.   This week I rehung a set of little Sunbonnet Sue plates that belonged to my mom at the store.  There is a line of poetry by Edna St. Vincent Millay that replays often in my mind after someone she loved deeply died.  “Everywhere I look you are, and yet you’re nowhere.  The room is full of you…”  I have different places in my world where I see the faces of different ones I care for.  I picture them in that spot.  Friends that are across town I can picture at my table.  Friends I haven’t seen for an hour and friends I haven’t seen for decades all have their places in my mind where I picture them.  I have never had the image mentally of my mom in my store.  I have pretended to picture her there. Entering.  Smiling across the room.  Laughing.  But I’ve only been able to pretend and imagine.  Yesterday she suddenly was able to actually appear in my mind because her plates hung there.  She suddenly made her debut in my mind.  Now when I look I see her in that sacred area.  I didn’t expect that entry.  I gratefully accepted the gift of her face now in the picket fence.  Her face by her plates.  Why the face?  Why do we so want to remember the face? 


I have found excerpts on the face.  On beauty of what we see.  Helen Keller’s thoughts on what she would do if given the gift of several days to see and hear.  Her first hour would be to observe faces.  Bess Streeter Aldrich’s line on the ability of a mother to change the faces on her children by her outlook.  A prayer for turning our faces upward to meet the day.  Faces.  We will forever look across a room.  See a face.  Remember.  Remember who has helped to write the music for our song called life.


Helen Keller:  “The first day would be a busy one. I should call to me all my dear friends and look long into their faces, imprinting upon my mind the outward evidence of the beauty that is within them.  I should let my eyes rest, too, on the face of a baby, so that I could catch a vision of the eager, innocent beauty which precedes the individual’s consciousness of the conflicts which life develop.  And I should like to look into the loyal, trusting eyes of my dogs whose warm, tender, and playful friendships are so comforting to me.”  


The Four Heavenly Fountains

Laugh, I tell you
And you will turn back
The hands of time.

Smile, I tell you
And you will reflect
The face of the divine.

Sing, I tell you
And all the angels will sing with you.

Cry, I tell you
And the reflections found in your pool f tears -
Will remind you of the lessons of today and yesterday
To guide you through the fears of tomorrow.  Suzy Kassem

Anam Cara: A Book of Celtic Wisdom  “In the human face, a life looks out at the world and also looks in on itself.  When bitterness, anger, or resentment are left untransfigured, the face becomes a mask. Yet one also encounters the opposite, namely, the beautiful presence of an old face deeply lined and inscribed by time and experience that has retained a lovely innocence.  In such a face a lovely luminosity shines out into the world.  It casts a tender light that radiates a sense of wholeness and wholesomeness.” 


Ralph Waldo Emerson  “A man finds room in the few square inches of his face for the traits of all his ancestors; for the expression of all his history, and his wants.” 


Charles Lanman 1840  “Her hair was white as snow, and the tears of ninety years seemed to have made deep furrows in her cheeks.”


Lauren Bacall  “I think your whole life shows in your face and you should be proud of that.” 


Mother Teresa  “Every time you smile at someone, it is an action of love, a gift to that person, a beautiful thing.” 


Numbers 6:26  “The Lord bless you, and keep you: The Lord make his face shine upon you, and be gracious until you.  May the Lord lift up His countenance on you, and give you peace.” 


Paramahansa Yogananda  “Let my soul smile through my heart and my heart smile through my eyes, that I may scatter rich smiles in sad hearts.” 


Edna St. Vincent Millay  “The soul can split the sky in two and let the face of God shine through.” 


George Eliot  “Life began with waking up and loving my mother’s face.” 


Robert Lewis  “It was late…Her image stared back at her in the mirror: the full, serious face, soft and unlined, except for the double vertical marks between the eyebrows, where life had bitten into her with its heartaches.”


Begin the Day With God by Thomas Blake
Every morning lean thine arms awhile
Upon the window-sill of heaven
And gaze upon thy Lord,
Then, with the vision in thy heart.
Turn strong to meet thy day.

Mother Teresa  “Let no one ever come to you without leaving better and happier.  Be the living expression of God’s kindness:  kindness in your face, kindness in your eyes, kindness in your smile.”


Bess Streeter Aldrich, Lantern in Her Hand  “I’m through being downhearted.”  She turned to the children.  They were all around the table…Abbie ran to them, closed warm maternal arms around all three, and bumped them together in a return of girlish spirits, so that they laughed at her unusual playfulness, their faces sparkling because Mother was full of fun.  How readily they responded to all her moods.  And how careful she must be with those childish impressions.  She caught Margaret to her.  “It takes faith and courage and love and prayer and work and a little singing to keep up your spirits, but we’re going to do it.” 


This day is awakening.  Coffee is now cold.  New participants in my story of life today have made their debut.  Morning bright eyes from little one.  Robins playing in the little puddle as my angel of dawn plays along.  My flowers sleeping in.  Not quite ready to enter my song.  New words playing I want to keep rewinding.   Let my soul smile through my heart and my heart smile through my eyes, that I may scatter rich smiles in sad hearts.  Laugh, I tell you.  Smile, I tell you.  Sing, I tell you. Cry, I tell you.  Faces.  So many faces moving across the stage in my mind.  Stepping into my mind scene for their encore.  Continually being called back for another song.  Continual songs.  The gift of my mind to give me flashbacks.  To let me see faces across rooms.  To dream faces.  To love faces.  To realize the influence of my face on those in my world watching from their eyes.  How will my face be seen from their view of the stage?  When I don’t know they are looking?  What will they see on my face?  They will see little furrows from the sorrows of life, but will they also see a peace that passes the understanding of anyone who has glimpsed into my soul?  Will they see peace or strain?  Which area of my soul will I let the composer portray as he writes my notes? 


Thank you for letting me enter your Thursday.  Your world.  Your song called life.  Minor sections.  Beautiful movements.  All make up the beautiful word called life.  Thank you for coming into our store for your books, gifts, toys, and friendship.  I so hope you can enter our world soon.  We will have the coffee, the smiles, and words behind covers that may change your song.  Susan 


Latin for this week:
facialis – of the face
continentia – way one contains onself.  countenance
pulchram faciem – beautiful face
memoria ad faciem – memory of a face