On Beauty.

I am an insomniac. Some nights, for some reason, I startle awake at around 3 am, at which time the internal reels start to turn.
"You are too fat for life."
"Beautiful?! Pfft! Your nose is a bit too wide. So are your hips."
"Brown eyes? Brown hair?! Girl, bye."
So on and so forth.
I confess, as a young woman who was unfortunately raised by the television, I obsess a bit over beauty. Mainly, what it is to truly be beautiful. Is it solely based a person's exterior; or, is it based on those inner qualities that attempt to push humanity towards a better future? Better yet, is it a combination of those two things?
My vote is definitely for the latter option.
These days (probably a long time before "these days"...I've only been around 25 years), people base a person's beauty almost totally upon their exterior, not on whether they possess kindness, generosity, love of self/others, peacefulness or other positive qualities. How many times have I heard that just because a person is "ugly", overweight, handicapped, etc, that they aren't worthy of one of the most essential rights of an individual: dignity?
Also, just because a person is what is considered conventionally beautiful, this doesn't automatically mean that that they are even happy. So what do I look like envying that person their perceived advantages when I am just on the outside looking in? Conversely, it is also incorrect to pity or deride someone because of their perceived disadvantages.
All I (and you) can do is just attempt to be happy in the skin God gave us (despite Madison Avenue's best efforts), no matter how dark, light, dimply, pimply, lithe or otherwise. We are all manifestations of love when it comes down to it.



Here's to more nights of uninterrupted slumber.
Peace.