I was out the other day, I felt well enough to tuck a few flowers into beds in the yard. It was a slog but I feel its important to get into the sunshine whenever you can. A few young pretty girls passed me by as I huffed and puffed my way around the yard.
After looking my way, such a look of disgust one of these pretty young things passed to her friend. I felt (upon reflection) that that look of disgust that was pasted on her face and transferred to her buddy pretty much wiped out any beauty or prettiness she was shooting for with that lovely summer dress that well cared for tan and those darling shoes. All wiped away to reveal her true self. It’s a fact…you can’t fake grace, you can fake beauty. Millions do it, and it’s a thriving business among the skin-deep. But they’ll never even inhabit the areas of grace and profound beauty I’ve found in my life. They wouldn’t know where to look. You have to step away from the mirror and look to care for someone other than yourself to really see it and then and only then when you’ve truly found it in other people can you see it in yourself.
Look for it in others, and you’ll spend you days filled with joy.
Now you tell me, in the “Eye of the Beholder”, isn’t it just plain as day whose beauty just pours out of these photographs?
Photographs coutesty of Google source Life Archive