Friday, January 19, 2007
the mystery of real beauty
'The Rose is without why
She blooms because she blooms
She does not care for herself
Asks not if she is seen.'
Father O'Donohue suggests that to participate in beauty is to come into the presence of the Holy - that everything we feel, think and do is already happening within the divine shelter. He concludes that to know this is to know one's real beauty.
So I guess we have a pretty fucked up understanding of what real beauty is and looks like - i reckon it's about divine identity - the freedom and clarity of simply being yourself. Nothing else is needed.
Pip is right, no-one is ugly, just beautifully imperfect...