What beauty can I see?

What beauty can I see?

Actually, the question was, what beauty can you see right now? What is working for you? Realizing it is in the smallest things, like fresh water in my tap. A bed to sleep in and a safe home to stay in. This is probably the one thing I am the most grateful for. Having the luxury of my own apartment.

The beauty lies hidden in the walls, and the paintwork on the doors and ceilings. The perfect flooring we chose together before we moved in. It is in love, all this was accomplished by a group of people who haven’t met each other before.

At least most of them. Friends and family and generations coming together. The older ones like brothers and sisters. The younger ones, like our children and their friends. All were willing to put in all the effort that was needed to create a home for us within 4 days.

Not just a home, everything was cleaned, painted, and moved into from our former home. 20 people or so who put their hands together out of love. Love for a brother, a brother-in-law, a father, a neighbor, who needed peace and comfort in his last days on this planet.

What beauty can I see? It is in every room, every space in my home. It is in the way we were able to build our memories. Not only that, but it is in the way we were able to live our life in its final stage together. It is in the energy that is in every room watching the walls, furniture, or the way things still are.

Love can move mountains. This move proved it. We witnessed it with our own eyes. The beauty in the connections between strangers. The way they laughed with each other, as well as cried. The jokes they made. The fun they had. The fulfillment when it was all set and done for the most important move in our life.

When we take time to see what beauty we find in our lives, it’s not always about the big things. Nor the most precious or priceless artifacts or art. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. It is in the seen and unseen. It is in a gesture, a loving smile, a wink of an eye across the room. Beauty is found in all the little gestures that color your relationship.

To me, that is what makes me grateful every day I wake up. The first thing I see is a special picture taken 3 years ago with so much meaning. Just for the two of us. The beauty I see in that tender offer, reaching out a flower in his hand. I still can feel the loving energy between our hearts.

The beauty I see reflected in the eyes of our grandchildren. Expressing the love they feel for this beloved soul. They know his essence isn’t gone, nor is his love for them. Watching those memories flowing through time and space. Holding the beauty of the unconditional love that represented the last years. It radiated and touched everyone who came in contact with it.

It is an ongoing process that will spread like a little pebble thrown into the water. The circles that are created represent all the family lines into other family lines, and so on. Watching the ripples of love that were created through time and space. Bringing people together, heart-to-heart. Bridging the differences, uniting, and creating one loving community.

That’s where I see the Beauty of Love.

And so it will be growing

High Self @Rhea Dopmeijer (c)
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