What “beauty” means to Michelle…

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My idea of beauty has evolved tremendously over the years. I remember growing up thinking that beauty was simply something you could see and touch or feel. A cute boy, a new dress, a great body, perfect long, thick, wavy hair. And of course love.Things to desire and obtain. The problem with this is that often these things are not obtainable…and if you are lucky enough to get them, they almost never last. The boy dumps you, the dress goes out of style, the body sags and scars, and the hair grays, thins, and may never hold that curl that you burned your forehead and deleted part of the ozone in trying to obtain. And what about love? Sure, in its greatest form it can be considered beautiful. But it can also be messy, painful, dangerous, and end in 10 pounds and puffy eyes.

I can now see and define beauty in Creation. The act combining thoughts, care, passion, materials, ideas, emotions into something significant. It is not the thing, but the process that is beautiful. Gods creation of a sunset, a photographers finding just the right moment and light, forming a lump of mud into a vessel to hold flowers or coffee, giving life to a child, making a piece of jewelry knowing it will give a smile. Creation is full of possibilities. Creation is filled with trials, learning moments, success, disappointment, all of those things that very single person experiences. And the creation of love? It is about giving, accepting, working through the hard stuff, not giving up, being vulnerable, sharing ideas, emotions, and experiences. Supporting and fighting for those you hold dear. It is the creation of friendships, partnerships and bonds that carry us through this world until the end. To me, this is beauty, and it is never-ending. 🙂

What does “beauty” mean to you? 1

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Beauty is imperfect. It is always changing always flowing. It is faith that who you are is okay so that you tell other people who they are is ok. It is not about six-pack abs, chiseled backs, round shoulders, or perfect biceps. A beautiful woman has no perfect body. We are all different and all women I am attracted to are attractive because of their differences, subtleties, and uniqueness. Not in spite of them.

The most beautiful humans are the ones who live by admittance they are imperfect and can relax and have fun. After all, in a game of monopoly, you can take all the money and property, but it all goes back in the box, so you may as well have fun before it does. A beautiful human has faith other people will want to join them in that fun.

The light that shines through can be seen and felt by all. What we look like doesn’t matter and what we say doesn’t matter but how we behave and make people feel is all that does. Love is the greatest human currency, so it’s the most beautiful thing a human can have.

Justin Wisor