So here I am, in my office staring out of a window as rain falls. In Southern California lately this qualifies as headline news. Looking out I realize that I’m sitting in clouds as fog blankets the valley below me and it’s beauty is soft. Beauty comes in a myriad number of packages of course, wrapped in many guises, played from any number of instruments.
Too often we have trouble recognizing beauty for what it really is when we see it every day. Hey, a snore can be a beautiful sound if we have been in a silent, lonely bed for too long.
A few thoughts on beauty:
Beauty knows no age
Beauty knows no race
Beauty knows no religion
Beauty knows no ability
Beauty knows no color
Beauty is not disabled or handicapped
Beauty knows no gender
Beauty is not determined by job
Beauty is not based on a mirror
There is beauty in us. All of us. Where is the beauty in you? We sometimes forget to glance inward but hopefully we know the beauty is still there even if it’s changed. We just have to remember to look.
Still Amazed 