I create beauty and I accept beauty in my life.
This is an affirmation I use every day. I thought, why not write a post on creating a beautiful life? So here we go…
What is beauty?
Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in the mirror. -Kahlil Gibran
When I think of receiving beauty in my life, there is a motley of thoughts that comes to mind. They vary from what I find physcially beautiful to that which is emotionally and spiritually beautiful to me. I think of beautiful motorcycles and cars. I think of a beautiful house in beautiful surroundings. I think of positive and adventurous friends. I think of travelling to beautiful places and meeting nice people. I think of having beautiful thoughts and a sense of peace and well being.
Is it easily recognizable?
I have found that beauty is not fixed, it changes it’s appearance and expression. As you become more aware, you start discovering it in places you would not have expected it before. There were things that I found beautiful and appealing only a few years ago that don’t attract me as much now, like hanging out in shopping malls. There are also things that appeared totally useless to me earlier that I find a lot more meaning and beauty in today, like giving some value back to society. Some things looked even downright ugly, like, because of my nationalistic ideas, I regarded certain countries and their people as enemies. Today, I hold no geographical, reigious or cultural identities and connect with all sorts of beings freely.
As a result of these realizations, I have stopped thinking of ‘things’ as beautiful. I try to talk about the ‘feeling’ I get in my heart. In that sense, beauty to me is that which gives my heart a sense of lightness and bliss, an easy sense of happiness that stays naturally in my heart. It is my essential self, my life blood…
Beauty in things exists in the mind which contemplates them. – David Hume
Resistance to beauty.
There was a time when I resisted beauty. I had a belief that there is a lot of ugliness in this world and that one cannot escape it. I believed that trying to avoid it will make me weak. I tried to tolerate ugliness to be strong. I looked down upon people striving for beauty or living with it.
A lot of people develop such a resistance to beauty. If you are one of them, it may be because of the way you were brought up or because of your own focus on what seems ugly. Whatever the reason, if you have grown conscious of it, you can shift your focus to the beautiful and find more bliss in your life.
I cannot believe that the inscrutable universe turns on an axis of suffering; surely the strange beauty of the world must somewhere rest on pure joy! – Louise Bogan
And how do we find this beauty?
I see two approaches to this pursuit,
Seek beauty as you understand it : The first and obvious thing to do is to focus on beauty as you understand it today. Strive for whatever feels beautiful and appealing to you. If you find a particular job beautiful, pursue it. If you find a particular relationship beautiful, pursue it. If it is money that seems beautiful, go after it.
Expand your horizons : Take up the game from the other end as well. Try looking around and find beauty in what seems mundane and unassuming. Seek it in the people around you. Find it in the everyday objects and situations you face.You maybe missing the beauty of the moments spent with your family, you may be missing the beauty in your house, in nature, in relationships, in your work, in your thoughts… in your experience of life.
The following quote from Rachel Carson explains this very well :
One summer night, out on a flat headland, all but surrounded by the waters of the bay, the horizons were remote and distant rims on the edge of space. Millions of stars blazed in darkness, and on the far shore a few lights burned in cottages. Otherwise there was no reminder of human life. My companion and I were alone with the stars: the misty river of the Milky Way flowing across the sky, the patterns of the constellations standing out bright and clear, a blazing planet low on the horizon. It occurred to me that if this were a sight that could be seen only once in a century, this little headland would be thronged with spectators. But it can be seen many scores of nights in any year, and so the lights burned in the cottages and the inhabitants probably gave not a thought to the beauty overhead; and because they could see it almost any night, perhaps they never will.
Get in touch with your heart, see what it finds beautiful. That alone is worthy of pursuing.