Beauty Is An Ecstasy

D.H. Lawrence once said:
“Beauty is an experience, nothing else. It is not a fixed pattern or an arrangement of features. It is something felt, a glow or a communicated sense of fineness. What ails us is that our sense of beauty is so bruised and blunted, we miss all the best.”

Perception of beauty is indeed subjective and should be perceived intrinsically. Unfortunately, it is more often than not visually interpreted at a moment, no matter how fleeting. It is rarely given the chance to grow, to develop from contact and conversation. Perhaps it is a case of ‘the law of nature’, a programmed internal radar for what is beautiful.

I have been bestowed with various compliments surprise, surprise. Beautiful brown eyes, beautiful lips, beautiful smile, ‘a face that’ll bring fortune’ (a taxi driver said this) but I guess the sum of these parts can never make up the woman that I am. Not to most of the homosapien males anyway.

Ultimately though, the only perception of beauty that should matter is that of your own. As for myself, there are good days and bad. And I live through them the best I know how.