What is beauty? That is the question I have decided to ponder as I work to change myself from the inside out. Just so you know I do not know the answer I am just brainstorming. Remember in brainstorming there are no wrong answers. All my life I have thought that beauty had to do with weight and the way one's body looks but as I learn more about holistic health I am challenging this mindset. I think I have always known there is more to beauty but day after day we are bogged down with messages all around us that we are not OK and whatever product they are selling will make us OK.
I think most would agree confidence is beautiful. I know the more I take care of myself (eat healthy, exercise, etc) the more I am myself and am more confident. Today I was working a college fair and a rep said they were disappointed that I would not be at the next fair. That they thought I was so fun and smiley. When I am not taking care of myself therefore not feeling good about myself I am not my smiley fun self. That was a HUGE compliment and I felt beautiful.
My friend wore bright red lipstick on Saturday when we went to brunch that was beautiful. It was not the product but the confidence she had wearing the bright and sassy color. Just a lazy Saturday made more beautiful with red lips.
My grandma Lawrence was very beautiful in the way she loved others. As grand kids after she passed away we argued because each of us assumed we were her favorite. My brother Bob in all his wisdom said that is what made her such a perfect grandma. She loved us to the point that we all assumed we were her favorite. I hope to love people the way she loved.
I think most would agree confidence is beautiful. I know the more I take care of myself (eat healthy, exercise, etc) the more I am myself and am more confident. Today I was working a college fair and a rep said they were disappointed that I would not be at the next fair. That they thought I was so fun and smiley. When I am not taking care of myself therefore not feeling good about myself I am not my smiley fun self. That was a HUGE compliment and I felt beautiful.
My friend wore bright red lipstick on Saturday when we went to brunch that was beautiful. It was not the product but the confidence she had wearing the bright and sassy color. Just a lazy Saturday made more beautiful with red lips.
My grandma Lawrence was very beautiful in the way she loved others. As grand kids after she passed away we argued because each of us assumed we were her favorite. My brother Bob in all his wisdom said that is what made her such a perfect grandma. She loved us to the point that we all assumed we were her favorite. I hope to love people the way she loved.
Instead of looking at the one part of me my body I want to look at the whole picture. I am not sure how to do this yet but I think working on it is half the battle.