There are times when beauty is abundant. When it seems beauty is everywhere I look. But sometimes beauty must be sought. And sometimes it must be cultivated.
When life is good, I find beauty in everything, myself included. But when life gets messy, I must actively seek it. Search it out with focus on gratitude for all that is right. This reconnects me to love.
When things are hectic and I don’t stop to reconnect, my focus jumps from one worry to the next. I make a connection with fear instead. My worries, like weeds, begin to drop roots in love’s place. The deeper the roots of fear, the more frivolous seeking beauty seems. Like some luxury I cannot afford. My worries need my attention, don’t they?
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