I like to always remember the things about ourselves others can’t take away. Late night style thinking. Completed a chapter in a book, thinking. There is beauty within us untouchable by others, even from ourselves. Maybe there are moments when it hides, from everyone. Hides to stay in tact. Hides to stay safe and not be altered.
This beauty so true has stayed the same from infancy all the way up till now and beyond. Infancy. This light about us, soul-like, though more visually tangible to us, on the earthly plane.
When it’s dark out, raining, and the walls are being raised around me, I look here. I look here and find who I really am. The darkness can hide these good, beautiful, natural things about ourselves but they are never gone. It is here, within remembering, believing and enjoying these beauties that the life of light itself sparks back. Sparks back and quiets the darkness. Then our eyes adjust and we move forward into the new plane of existence and realization that is life and the beauty that is us.
This beauty is what makes me want to believe we are all naturally good. Along the way there are those walls, those life circumstances that make us stumble. Lose sight. But it is always there, none the less, waiting for it to be reignited. Awakened.
I call it beauty because really there are no words.