While making a quick stop at the grocery store one evening, I decided to stay in the car while my husband went in to pick up what we needed. The windows on our car are slightly tinted and I was sitting quietly with the window opened an inch or so. As my thoughts began to wander I began to hear someone singing in the car next to me. It was a young girl who was singing along with the radio, “You’re beautiful, you’re beautiful, you’re beautiful it’s true”. Each time the chorus came around, she sang it with more confidence than the time before. There came a point when I was no longer hearing the radio at all. I heard her voice and her voice alone. She had now progressed from singing “you’re beautiful” to singing at the top of her voice, “I’m beautiful, I’m beautiful, I’m beautiful, it’s true”! I chuckled that night because I doubt that she knew she had an audience. Or did she? Every now and again I remember her and smile to myself.
Valentine’s Day is right around the corner and I was thinking of this. This time I began to think of it in a different way. Perhaps she did know I was listening. Maybe she wanted the entire universe to hear her proclaim how beautiful she is. How wonderfully freeing it is to have that moment when you realize that you are beautiful. So many of us look to define beauty by the models we see in magazines. We want their skin tone, hair styles and body shape. We want people to notice us when we walk into a room because of our beauty. My confession is that I want Tina Turner’s long beautiful legs and wild hair. While at any given moment my hair can be untamable, my legs no matter how hard I try will never be long. Shapely? Shapely they are; I was told recently that I have “athletic legs”. Although meant as a compliment, I quickly flashed through all of the things I would have rather heard.
Ralph Waldo Emerson said, “Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us or we find it not”.
Is this not so true? I believe that resting inside each of us is a beauty that is waiting to be released. It’s a beauty that only you possess. It’s in the smile you give a stranger. It’s the warm hello you offer to a coworker in passing. It’s the acts of kindness that you perform even when you feel anything but kind. Deep inside you there is something wonderful, something beautiful. That something is YOU!
When you begin to realize that what it is that makes you beautiful, below the surface you have already begun singing, “I’m beautiful, I’m beautiful, I’m beautiful, it’s true”. Take a look inside, reach deep and start belting it out sister! You ARE beautiful, it’s true!
Thanks for stopping by,
Amy L. Potts