Beauty exists everywhere – literally.
Sometimes, and often, it will grab you by the eyes, slap you around the face and yell “Look at Me! Can you see It? Can you taste It? I am Beauty”!
Yes, Beauty, I see you. We all do, when we care to look. We experience that quick, short inhalation of you. That sublime feeling. That wonder. No matter if you are clichéd. No matter if you are an old warhorse. You set the benchmark – stamp the landmark on our minds forever.
Then there is Beauty’s younger sister. She hides away and is rarely seen. It takes perseverance, dedication – sometimes, hard work, to see this ‘other’ Beauty. She can hide under rocks oblivious to her surrounds. She is in a smile, a wrinkle, even a thought. She can live in lines and angles, curves and shades – she is herself, in fact, a shade. But when we discover her – oh, that feeling is truly living. When we experience this Beauty, we may feel larger then we are, for we have discovered something special, and maybe even unique. Those deeper thinkers may feel far smaller then their spiritual dimensions. They may feel humbled. And by doing so, they are honouring all the little things that makes life the wonderful experience it is.
And yet, too often, they are blind to the Mother of all Beauty.
This beauty is the mother lode. Without this beauty, none other could exist. Do you know it? I think you do. This is the Beauty that is the Searcher. It is us, all of us, who search for the special moment or place, whether consciously or not. This in itself is what makes life worth living. The Search for Beauty.
Nothing else matters.
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