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As the sun rises on a new day, can you take note of the colors and of the progression? Can you see the change in hue, the change in intensity? Can you realize that underneath that constant change is perpetual beauty? Can you see that as a metaphor for you and for your soul?
A sunrise or a sunset over the water may be my favorite visual space. Not because it’s “beautiful” though it is but rather because of the constant change in visuals that it brings. The pattern is neither constant nor predictable but you know it’s going to change and change quickly. And through all the change, it maintains its beauty.
Now it’s a lot harder for me to internalize that metaphor as this intention asks me to do. Our souls are similar. They are constantly changing, sometimes more quickly and sometimes more slowly; and they are always beautiful, at least to those few who we truly allow to see them.
As you read this I wonder:
* Do you believe in the beauty of your soul?
* Do you believe you need to freeze it to hold on to that beauty or can you accept the wonder of change?
* Who do you show it to, fully and without reservation? Is there truly anyone?
Believing in the constant beauty of your soul is for me at least a life’s journey. It is at the center of my constant becoming. This week, can you open the door a little wider and let just one more person see more of who you are?
By AConstantBecomingAs the sun rises on a new day, can you take note of the colors and of the progression? Can you see the change in hue, the change in intensity? Can you realize that underneath that constant change is perpetual beauty? Can you see that as a metaphor for you and for your soul?
A sunrise or a sunset over the water may be my favorite visual space. Not because it’s “beautiful” though it is but rather because of the constant change in visuals that it brings. The pattern is neither constant nor predictable but you know it’s going to change and change quickly. And through all the change, it maintains its beauty.
Now it’s a lot harder for me to internalize that metaphor as this intention asks me to do. Our souls are similar. They are constantly changing, sometimes more quickly and sometimes more slowly; and they are always beautiful, at least to those few who we truly allow to see them.
As you read this I wonder:
* Do you believe in the beauty of your soul?
* Do you believe you need to freeze it to hold on to that beauty or can you accept the wonder of change?
* Who do you show it to, fully and without reservation? Is there truly anyone?
Believing in the constant beauty of your soul is for me at least a life’s journey. It is at the center of my constant becoming. This week, can you open the door a little wider and let just one more person see more of who you are?