Eric's Sunday Sermon; The Beauty Which is You.
They must love what they see and that is beautiful
A fullness of beauty
Just recently I sent a mail to my youngest daughter. It had a link to a youtube video pictures of Ulma Thurman. It was tasteful and done in black and white. It was done as a backdrop to Leonard Cohen’s “If it be thy will”. The photos struck me. There was an empty beauty. Oh by no means to say that that lady is an empty beauty, but it was clearly the intent of those pictures to express a vacuous existence of beauty.
When my sweet daughter emailed back she deferred of her beauty as gifts of genes from her mother and I and it took me aback. Understandable for sure. Scientific for sure and probably a good deal of truth in that. But it hit me broadside empty. That simply was not the beauty that I had in mind. And then it started to gel in my psyche. What people exude as beauty is not what they project like a portrait. Beauty is not in the perfect nose on the perfect face – although it is in a way.
No the wonderful awe inspiring beauty is a take in. It is a culmination of what is taken in and then radiated out. No intent or makeup required or even important. Oh this is most certainly found in men also. Make no mistake there. So what we speak of here is a core of taking in.
I take in a dog, in through my senses. The dog is. My senses trap the dog into my knowing and that is easy. Sometimes I take in the wonder of the beast. Sometimes I even love the dog. I like to be with it and share some experiences. That is good. But what a truly beautiful person does is take into themselves the beauty of the beast.
I cultivate and love my roses. They bring much joy. I appreciate their beauty and I share that beauty with others. But somehow that beautiful person sees and smells the roses and it gets inside them. They take the beauty to be within them. No harm to the rose. A sharing.
My daughter does not take in like I do. Sure on 40% I get beauty and soak it up. But she does nearly 100%. It gathers in her and radiates as though she is not even aware. Just a shoot back of what she sees.
Do you see the defects or the beauty in the rose?
You do not need sight to take in the beauty
Spreading the love of life.
A mirror seems too reflective and immediate. Hers is like a sun that pulls in all things in its field and then shines brightly with warmth. A synergism of energy of beauty because that is how she perceives life. And it is captivating and glorious and addicting.
And so we are to just learn a little. Perhaps much from people that are beautiful in this sense. Oh sure most would say I am handsome to a degree. But my aura ebbs and flows. My beauty has a thermometer and mine stays pretty low much of the time because I got nothing to radiate out. Darn it! So can I change that with effort?
Maybe we could start to look at life like we were sucking beauty into ourselves. And then let it shine and be beautiful. I have to think we could learn that trait, so I will try. But some folks I know just take on a radiant glow when they lower themselves to smell a flower and appreciate it.
Now back to that daughter of mine and small children. It is downright alchemy. The chemistry and the ability to make children shine and be their best around her is just startling. The energy is just amazing and spellbinding to me. Let me give a testimony here. I am well into my late fifties, I did a lot of stuff when I was younger that does not promote later life knee joint flexibility. And I am married into a Vietnamese group that sit like they do on their haunches. I cannot lower my 230 lb frame to such machinations. But that girl of mine invites me in with the children and there is ease of movement and I can suffer through it. Maybe the energy flow of beauty is all it takes.
Sometimes it is easy to see the beauty
You are so beautiful to me
Now go be beautiful
So where does this leave us? Well it takes some hankerin to figure it out. And I hanker that it is a thing about beauty that is real. It is not so much about what it exudes as it is about what it takes in. kind of hard to explain. Sort of like the gravitational pull of a star. These special people take in beauty from what they are exposed to and leave out the ugly leaving a bright glowing energy.
As always I am not easy to leave it at that. I want to learn from it. Can I take in that energy of beauty also? I think I can but I have to try real hard. Perhaps we can all try real hard to see the beauty within and without and let it radiate from us.
So why not just slow down a bit from time to time and actually concentrate on the beauty of something. Meditate in some fashion and let our insides soak up the beauty outside. Learn to smile at beautiful things and appreciate them just for their beauty. This of course would require some discipline for most of us have a bit of a critical eye. We would have to make note of what we are critical of and then gently shove that aside and not dwell on it. I like to use my roses as a touchstone. Every rose has a flaw. But almost every rose is beautiful in some way. Perhaps I could stop looking at the flaw as much and spend more time just concentrating on the beauty.
And of course we get to people. Every person I have ever met had a flaw. And I am often focused on that flaw. I don’t know why, it just is. Perhaps I could stop looking at the flaw as much and spend more time just concentrating on the beauty.
Here is a fun one. It just is a natural fact when there is an accident on the side of the road people slow down to look at it. It is as though they do not want to see it but cannot help themselves. I am guilty of this. And what about reading someone’s writing if it has a flaw people will focus on that misspelling or wrong word and miss the meening. I bet you just did that but because I misspelled meaning you got the drift because that is what you were drawn to look at. Probably effective if done properly, because we are drawn to the defect.
So what if we train ourselves to avoid looking at the defect and just look at the beauty. Do you think it would make us more handsome? Well it just might and what do we have to lose anyway.
Now go find some beauty and soak it up so that you can look your best to the world and others will have your beauty to concentrate on, and it will go on for infinity.
I suppose in the end that daughter of mine, sees the beauty in me. And so what I see when I look at her is that beauty shining back at me.
(Sorry about that focusing on my daughter but I needed an example, I could have used another. Personally I really like old ladies that take life in with pleasure)
Let me end with one of my favorites scripture readings from Paul: “Therefore, my brethren, those things that are true, those that are honorable, those that are righteous, those things that are pure, those things that are precious, those things that are praiseworthy, deeds of glory and of praise, meditate on these things.”