There is a road near home that I travel occasionally. It’s a lovely rolling, broken country road peppered with estates and farms on either side and overhung by old maples, oaks, elms and spruces. It’s one of my favourite routes to travel going east-west.
I first noticed this random, incongruous sign (pictured) on this lovely road a couple of years ago. My eyes had wandered for a second as I was heading east and there it was, nailed to a tree at the front of someone’s property, its white, hand-printed block letters squeezed with effort into too small an area. Yet the message was clear to anyone who happened upon it … “YOU ARE BEAUTIFul.”
Naturally it made me smile — first, because it was so whimsical and, second, because its message had brightened my day and, in its innocence made me, indeed, feel my beauty.
It was obviously put there on purpose, and even now I wonder how many other people have observed its unassuming presence. It’s still there. If you’re looking you can’t miss it.
Of course, this leads to musings about beauty.
Do we see and acknowledge the beauty of our own being, or ignore it and brush it aside? Do we nurture our inner, and outer, beauty so we can share our authenticity lovingly with those around us? The kind of beauty I mean is not the vain kind we see only with our eyes … it’s the essence of who we are that emanates from our hearts.
Every day I tell Bear he is the most beautiful horse in my world, but not only because he’s so handsome. His buoyant and honest spirit lifts my own in so many ways and makes me feel better about who I am. The essence of his beauty nurtures me.
My dogs, too, and my cat are frequently reminded of how much I appreciate their extraordinary companionship — their beautiful spirits bringing smiles and healing to my life every day.
It is said that animals reflect their owners. If my animals are so beautiful, and not just in my eyes but to my heart also what, then, does that say about me?
Animals don’t lie. If I’ve learned anything in the past several years when working with my horse it’s that our animals, reflect back to us all that we are. Horses in particular, as I’ve mentioned in a previous post, will show us the truth about ourselves. If we don’t like what they’re telling us are we prepared to change so we can accept our truth and see the beauty that resides there?
False modesty is a lie. I accept the beauty that graces my life and am willing to open my heart and share it with others who can, and will, appreciate it.
When I forget to acknowledge this, however, it’s good to be reminded by the sight or memory of the random sign, on a random road, in a random township that a random somebody placed because they believed enough in the beauty of other people to tell them so.
In case you hadn’t noticed … you are beautiful. 🙂
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