I’m thinking – what does that mean? How can all things become beautiful? What is beauty?I think our media gives us a very distorted impression of what beauty is. It tells me that beauty is glamour and success. It tells me that beauty always looks and smells nice.
Im beginning to realise that beauty can be something different. I am realising that it does not need to look and smell so nice.
I think beauty can be the sight of the little boy who greets me every morning covered in dirt and mess, half naked, wearing torn clothes. The sight of his face in the morning makes me believe that there is beauty in the middle of something that is the opposite to beautiful.
I see beauty in our precious little boy Zeewa who at 7 months is so malnourished he cannot put any weight on his legs and has a skin rash that covers his whole body making him look anything but ‘nice’. Yet….he is beautiful. His life is full of beauty.
A photo like this one speaks to me of beauty.
The photo is of a pair of tatty trainers left out to dry on the roof one of our slum houses. On the surface this photo speaks of pain, poverty and hardship. But now, to me, it speaks of something different. It speaks of peace in the middle of pain, community, beauty in the middle of poverty.
For those of you surrounded by the message of beauty that you hear from the media, I want to encourage you to look for beauty in the most unusual and unexpected places and I guarantee that you will find it….