Find your beauty

I’ve recently come to realize that life offers many types of beauty.  Yes, there are the stereotypical beauty queens, the wonderfully pretty pieces of art and movie stars that are, of course, drop dead gorgeous.

But in a conversation with a good friend lately, I came to see a different kind of beauty.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m a strong believer in inner beauty and I’ve known of its existence for some time. The type of beauty I discovered during this simple conversation was much deeper. It was a beauty of spirit.

Let me start at the beginning. My friend Sara and I were recently sitting on the swing in front of “New York, New York” talking about another mutual friend. This friend is a drummer, and while I’ve never seen him perform outside of the church, she has seen him in his true performance mode.

Her comment: “He’s beautiful when he performs … actually, I think that’s when he’s most beautiful. He’s in a world all by himself.”

Yes, I know it sounds like she’s got a crush, but it’s different. She notices things like that. She sees a different kind of beauty than most of us do.
She sees a more philosophical beauty, a beauty that most of us don’t notice. Are you confused? I was.

It took me a good three days to fully understand her comment. How could a head-banging drum-hitting, cymbal-clashing person be beautiful? Well, he was beautifu because he was in a place where he himself was the most happy.

Even though I don’t understand how someone can be completely happy with all that noise, his happiness obviously shines. So, after leaving this conversation over a week ago, I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about this new psychological beauty.

I try to find the beauty in my family, my friends and even my puppy.

I’ve searched for smiles, for laughter and for people so busy enjoying themselves that they don’t even notice you’re there. But most of all, I’m searching for the same beauty in myself. And I’ve struggled.

I’ve tried doing many of the things I love to do, looking for this psychological beauty. Then, finally, I found it. My “beauty” is in other people. I’m happiest when I’m communicating with others, when I’m talking to friends, meeting new readers and conversing with colleagues. I was truly beautiful when I was sitting on that swing, rocking back and forth, talking to Sara.

Yes, I know it sounds conceited and a bit self-absorbed, but that’s not how it’s meant. I think everyone is truly beautiful when they are completely happy. The trouble for most is finding that true happiness. So, I encourage you – look for your psychological beauty and passions in life.

Find your happiness and look for that happiness in others. And when you find it, be sure to share it. Because, happiness, when shared, multiplies.