“Smile. Life is beautiful, and so are you.” ~ Unknown
What is beautiful, anyway?
Really. What is it?
Think about that. How would you describe the word beautiful? (hint: I believe it’s personal)
Now, how about YOU? Look in the mirror. (I’ll wait) And while you are there…tell yourself that you ARE beautiful!
Because YOU ARE!
We all shine beauty out into this world…in our own unique ways. Do you see that when you look into the mirror? Do you? Or do you see something else?
Because it’s easy to have some distorted view of what beautiful really is…
Have you seen it? Images that define beauty. Images…that are not you.
Images in magazines. Comparisons with others…leading to images in your head. Words that remind you…you are not good enough, not beautiful enough…not enough.
You ARE beautiful, amazing, spectacular, and filled with your own wonderful wisdom!
You really are!
I AM BEAUTIFUL! <– say that…right now…to YOU.
Each one of us has, within us, our very own beautiful gift of love and light.
You are beautiful.
Note: This post was inspired, after reading the book “Operation Beautiful”, by Caitlin Boyle. Caitlin, who also runs the website Operation Beautiful, writes about how she began a movement that started by simply writing the words “You are beautiful” on a piece of scrap paper in a public bathroom, and then hanging that note on the mirror. In doing this, two things happened. She left a wonderful message for someone else to read (an anonymous act of caring), and she herself felt uplifted just in doing this.
You are beautiful.
Three words that touched two lives (at least) that day…and countless others as this movement has gained momentum (and caring love) since then!
YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL!
Feel that. Feel that…deep within you.
What are your three words? Your five words? Your sentence? What words can you share — words that will touch both the person receiving them…and you?
Be sneaky. Be obvious. Have fun. Laugh. Shed a few tears. Touch an emotion within you.…
My words to you (and to me):
YOU ARE AMAZING!
“When I was 5 years old, my mom always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down “happy.” They told me I didn’t understand the assignment and I told them they didn’t understand life.” ~ Unknown