Countenance: (n) appearance, especially the look or expression of the face
She swore she could tell.
She believed with all her heart that she could look at the countenance of another human being and tell you their whole story.
She claimed to see “auras”—colors within the cloud of confidence or deceit that surrounded the face of each person in front of her.
You see, I liked her, so I didn’t argue with her about it.
I also know for a fact that whether there’s a coloration involved or not, each one of us does exude from our countenance much more than we often realize.
Now, I will tell you, my friend who believed she saw colorations was usually much harder on people she didn’t like than people she did. I never discovered that she said any one of her enemies seemed to be ‘in the pink.’
But the light of the body is the eye—our eyes and faces reveal much of what is going on in our brain.
It doesn’t take us long to recognize when someone’s lying if we have the time just to study their expression.
It certainly does not require much effort to perceive when a brother or sister is struggling with depression or burdened with difficulty.
We probably don’t realize how many decisions we make about others based on their countenance—and I’m not talking about whether they are pretty or handsome.
No–it’s whether they have enough illumination from inside to light up their outside.