Beauty. What is it? No, really – what is it to be beautiful? Is that daffodil, over there yonder, beautiful? How about that tree, full of fall leaves; is that beautiful? Or how about that river, slightly snaking, or that canyon, so subtilely crafted? Is beauty the rush of the wind through your hair as you race down an abandoned freeway, or is it the warmth of your lover in bed? A free-fall from the skies, or well written prose on the couch? The list goes on, but the question remains unanswered – what is it? And what does it look like in a person?
Our culture has answered this question with its increasingly inhuman models and the infamous use of photoshop. Only humans who look like this, and dress like that, and are this tall, this thin, and have eyes with exactly this much width between them can truly be beautiful. Truly?
What is ugliness? Is it really that mangy dog, over there yonder, with his wild eyes? How about that broken down house, full of loose boards; is that ugly? Or how about that old woman, fully wrinkled, or that insect, so completely alien? Is ugliness the void you feel when you know that you are completely alone, or is it the ache in your heart when you know you have completely lost her due to your own mistakes? A backstabbing friend at work, or an unsolved homicide case in the city? The list goes on, but this question has definitely been answered – ugliness is everywhere. And people have given it plenty of names.
Why cant we as a people put down what we have “absorbed” through cultural rendering and really take a look at the things around us? Why cant we see the miracle in things that might not be, at first, pleasing to the eye? Isnt that one girl just as beautiful as the other? They are both breathing the gift of life, both beautiful crafted by the creator of the universe, and both designed with unique purposes in mind. If you would truly open your eyes, you would realize that not one reaches perfection, and we are all adorned with flaws – that our media has become so obsessed with beauty that it creates unrealistic images of it – “perfect” images of it, which end up being cut and paste versions of an actual model’s face – says that we have strayed far from the reality in which we live. Flaws should be celebrated. We are all beautifully different, all beautifully imperfect, and all beautifully cherished by our maker. So if he cherishes every single soul, regardless of how they might “look,” because he can see their true beauty reflected in their souls, then cannot we do the same? Go beyond and really recognize the beauty of things that are not? If only we could realize the opportunities and chances in life that this would open up to us as a whole. It would unshackle us from our slavery to the Image, and it would help us focus on more important things such as actually helping others.
So free your mind from your conventional ideas of beauty and ugliness and realize that everything has the spark of beauty in it.
Those who have eyes to see, let them see.