Wednesday, May 15, 2013
When I sit on the bus in the traffic, going to the gym on weekdays, I often muse about life, the universe and everything. Yesterday, looking at the other people on the bus, and the ones driving past in their cars, it struck me what an ugly lot, by and large, the human race is!
Too thin, too fat, lumpy noses, flabby arms.... the list is endless.
I find this deeply reassuring.
Yet nearly all of these people, with their myriad imperfections, have found someone else, with their own imperfections, to love them. Parents, siblings, spouse, children....
I find that deeply reassuring too.
So why is it, that we can never see in ourselves that which our loved ones see in us?
Why do I look in the mirror and see ‘fat’ not ‘voluptuous’? See the muffin top, but not the blemish free smooth skin? See the turkey neck, not the smile above it.
Perhaps we should practice looking in the mirror, and seeing what others see, not what we think they see. We all have some good bits. Shiny hair, or nice teeth, or elegant fingers.
Concentrate on them.
I wonder if it becomes a self fulfilling prophecy. That, no matter what our weight, or our reality, if we BELIEVE we’re ugly, that’s what we project, and that’s what we become. Partly because our dour, non smiling faces, heighten and reinforce that image, partly because we are convinced that we’re ugly on the inside too.
We all have imperfections, that’s what makes us human, and external beauty doesn’t always equal happiness, so don’t obsess over the bits that make us human.
Remember that beauty really is only skin deep.
Beauty Is in the eye of the beholder.