I often ask myself…why is it so hard to observe and appreciate our own beauty? Why is it so much easier to call someone else “gorgeous” than to call ourselves gorgeous out loud? Maybe we’re not supposed to see our own beauty. Maybe it is in observing the beauty of others that we are invited to connect with our own.
Maybe our only job is to stare in awe at the shapes, the nuances, the colors of another’s being and to notice the beauty that was put in it.
So let me do my job…let me show you how I see beauty in you. Allow ME to be the one to observe your shapes, and your nuances and your colors
…so that in turn, I can feel my own beauty!