Can we still find the beauty? These are not times when beauty is the first thing that comes to mind. I want to wake up with a grateful attitude but my thoughts turn to illness, an illness that has a mind and will of its own. One that we are trying merely to contain, with no hope yet for cure. When my thoughts turn shallow, as they will, I think about not having rubbing alcohol within a few days, and having exactly 2.5 weeks worth of toilet paper in the closet (toilet paper calculator here!)
But we can train our minds to find the beauty that’s always been there. I cut a branch from the bushes surrounding our apartment and it makes a welcome sight in a glass on the table. Our gray cat has fur that’s so dense it looks like shiny feathers. For lunch, a cup of Pasta Fagioli with Parmesan sprinkled on top is beautiful. I made it myself! From a mix, but I did all the stirring, heh.
A dove lands on the balcony – innocent and charming – and the gray cat gets her growl going (no contact is ever allowed) – it’s beautiful. Beauty that takes you to another plane: the second movement of Beethoven’s Seventh Symphony. The pink of the sky at about 7:30PM, the softening and fading of the colors before complete dark.
We’ve always known beauty is in our minds, so we train our minds to see it, even within a dreary moment in human history.
Clothes can be beautiful. This one’s easy, right? I love to flip through the designer slide shows in the New York Times. The colors, patterns, the exquisite young people walking down the runway, all the talent.
Faces are beautiful. Cat faces, pug faces and our own faces. Can you sketch a face? I’m trying to learn; I’ve got the time. 😊
Food and drink are beautiful. I drink my water out of a Stella Artois goblet. The blueberries in my cereal are fat bowling balls today. I put my Famous Amos cookies on a vintage 1960’s plate (briefly, before consuming).
Smiles are beautiful. Old and corny, but still true. When I venture out to the produce store – to get more blueberries and packs of Pasta Fagioli – the smile of the cashier transforms the moment into something real. We’re not just scavengers, we’re still humans.
How do you find the beauty these days? Stay fabulous and safe, wash and wash and wash, don’t touch your (beautiful) face, xo
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