The Joy of Beauty

Let me start by apologising for my absence. Several reasons have caused this, one being technical – we were without internet access for some days. Thankfully, as you can see, that issue is now resolved. I am in the process of catching up with my dear blogging friends – so i haven’t forgotten anyone, and Yes I am still here and active! I hope you enjoy the following piece – and as ever, Blessings be 🙂

The flowers stand half-dead, accusing me from their stand on the mantel-piece. The water is drained, their stems browned, their vibrant colours faded. Wilted and abandoned, they seem to say, you don’t care- you never cared, and you never will. The once red rose faces directly toward me, as if reaching, beseeching. Nothing left now, of its original beauty, only a visual sign that Ugliness comes all too quickly if we do not pay attention to Beauty: If we do not look after Her, care for Her, watch out for Her.

Yes, Ugliness so quickly, easily takes Her place – decay slides in as if to say, This is all, in the end. This, I, is what all shall come to. So what point in fussing, preening, pruning, trying maintaining, all for Beauty?  – When I will win, anyway? Like Death, ahnd in hand with death, I come. I always come.

But wait – see – the yellow flowers are not quite dead: their heads are up still, their solid, butter-coloured heads remain proud, undiminished by the rose defeated, next to them.

Yellow flowers of Gazania rigens

Yellow flowers of Gazania rigens (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Ah, to see their strength, pride and Beauty! THIS is why we do not give in to decay! Beauty is not just a transitory thing that is in the end lost – no, it is much more than that: Beauty GIVES us pride, a sense of joy and pleasure to look upon such a thing. And that sense of pleasure and joy can give us an inner strength. To feel good inside is to bolster one’s self in every way, including strength of mind, and strength of feeling. This, this is the reason why Beauty should be maintained for as long as possible. This is the reason why decay should be stayed, and not given into, not so easily sliding towards, with its promising whispers suggesting… decay is the Death of all things, it will not stop once it has started, it is jealous and will cling to anything it can get its dirty, dank, fetid claws on.

But Beauty – ah Beauty! – Is life. It reminds us- I am hard work – you must look after me most carefully if you want to get the absolute best out of me. Work diligently, and I will work for you – I will be a source of pride, joy, strength and reward.

Only that which must be worked for is worth having and worth keeping. Only that which requires effort, thought and attention is worth doing. And that which is done with quality, with love, with patient time…

Is Beautiful.

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  1. So many little things, unnoticed.. But pretty indeed.

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  2. Glad you are back. I know the ISP problem I had a week or so ago……..even for a short while….drove me crazy.
    Perhaps that is why we have memories. They remind us of the beauty we once knew and enjoyed. And although things of beauty finally do rot and die, we can still have the lovely thoughts. Poetry, literature,art and music keep these things alive. 🙂

    Although poetry, literature, art and music can remind us of the uglies too. 😦

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    • Yes – and that is the point I was making about Beauty… that happiness it brings… whereas decay brings nothing but negativity!
      Catch up with you soon 🙂 x

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  3. Wonderful exchange with Julien here, Heidi! For me beauty is when I am able to see things through the Eye of God – which is to see the beauty as already there and that it doesn’t exclude anything in its sense of Beauty because Beauty is one of the qualities of Love. So when I am “in Love” (with the capital ‘L’) all is Beauty and, indeed, nothing needs be done to ‘create’ it. Then creation happens out of the Love to Be and it is Beauty. Words don’t take us too very far here. A
    Short Alan Watts piece is a good illustration of this perspective: http://wp.me/p2C5UV-La
    Enjoy! and much Love to you and also to Julien! ☼ tomas ♥

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    • Thank you Tomas 🙂
      I always enjoy an exchange with Julien… he stretches my thinking!
      Blessings be to you x

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  4. Beauty is so surely in the eye of he beholder. There is beauty to be found in withered petals too, and faces. Thanks for the sharing, Warmly, Tasha

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    • Whatever you feel is beautiful, certainly… and whatever you are prepared to work for, to create/maintain beauty 🙂

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  5. I smell sweet fragrance of death; for I have smelled death before; I let out my last lain breath, for I can count not one more…

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  6. Dear Heidy,

    Know that whatever you try to maintain is the Illusion of beauty and not Beauty…

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    • When we work to maintain inner quiet… is that not Beauty?
      When we work to maintain a living, growing garden, full of our own produce, is that not Beauty?
      Beauty that gives a sense of pride aand achievement as we look upon it… and thus reflects Beauty back to our inner selves for taking the time and making the effort to maintain such as these things? (For example)

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      • To work to establish inner quiteness is again – illusion. A mere projection. Ego.

        Beauty doesn´t need to be “produced” – it produces us, if we are humble.

        Beauty exists thus without our involvement, but if you love your garden you will efortlessly and lovningly take care of it – which is a totally different thing.

        Beauty is the total antinomy of pride and achievement. it has nothing to do with it…

      • Can Beauty not create a sense of pride within a person? Can it not make one proud to be seeing such beauty? Pride does not have to be a negative thing… a little pride in oneself, in others, means confidence, no loss of self-esteem. We are not talking about egotistical beauty or pride here….
        I wrote this some time ago as an exercise in writing, and was inspired by the dying flowers in front of me. Starting from them led me to the thought of decay, and beauty. Today, this writing resonates in a different way with me. A meaningful way, where a little beauty in my life makes all the difference to an internal me.
        There is nothing wrong in taking pride and joy to create something, or maintain something, or look after something – that is or will become, in one’s eyes, a thing of beauty
        🙂

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