I have a mark on my body, right under the left clavicle.
It’s from a burn I had when I was 4 years old and very curious about the world and
what was boiling inside that pot. I never considered my mark as ugly or
beautiful; it is what it is: a part of me. One summer day an old friend, an artist, saw my mark and asked why I didn’t cover it. He found it particularly
unsightly. Just a few hours later, another friend, also an artist, looked at it
with admiration for its “sensual uniqueness”.
Years later, on a lovely spring day, I was walking in one of
my favorite places – Sounion – taking photos of the stunning views and sights. Climbing
some rocks to find the perfect spot for the next pic, I saw this persistent tiny flower
growing among the rocks and the barren soil. Standing alone,
standing strong, with its simplicity and resilience, it caught my eye and
admiration, and became the most beautiful thing I had ever seen in this
landscape.
“Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder” Plato
Like my mark and the tiny flower, everything and everyone
around us can be beautiful or not. We can find and appreciate beauty everywhere
and it is rarely about the perfect shape and symmetry. Most of the times, it is
about the eyes with which we are looking.
Just remember:
- We cannot recognize something we do not already have or know its value.
- All it takes to see the beauty is a loving heart and looking from the soul.
