“Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let the pain make you hate. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness. Take pride that even though the rest of the world may disagree, you still believe it to be a beautiful place.”
Sweet words I’ve been hanging onto lately.
My holding the ideal of Beauty daily, takes work. The creation of Beauty’s adornment teaches me this. The call to just show up can be fraught, let alone the challenges to remain in Beauty while navigating the day. Yet Beauty once seen, once realized, this siren’s song resonating as an intimate part of my being, becomes a constant companion. A homing beacon and call to continually seek and recognize where Beauty dwells, humming steady in the beat of my heart. This percussive constancy assures me that Beauty is pervasively omnipresent. May the work of my hands bear the fruit of this relationship.