"When do you feel most beautiful?"
For me, the revelation pays a visit in unexpected and unconscious moments.
I've discovered that I feel most beautiful when I'm fully myself.
When I'm fully immersed in the present moment - absorbed in whoever I'm with or whatever I'm doing - but not how I look or sound.
Then, in a split second, my heart briefly wanders to the subject of myself. The air is perfect, I feel joy radiating out of me, my heart pounds from the exhilaration of life - and boyyyyyy, I feel beautiful.
In Captivating: Unveiling The Mystery Of A Woman's Soul, John & Stasi Eldredge shares how a woman "possesses a beauty all her own to unveil… and the heart of a woman longs to unveil beauty."
I constantly remind myself that it's not a sin to feel beautiful.
"I am beautiful."
The beauty is already in me.
The emotional response to beauty cannot be sinful, but only natural.
Unfortunately, the media-defined beauty perverts this pure desire in the woman's heart.
I'm so inspired by women like Katy Perry and Taylor Swift, whose expressions are results of artistry with integrity. Their journey may have taken trial and error, but their voice and image now stands as its own brand, hailed worldwide as one-of-a-kind. But instead of their talent or artistry, the spotlight is usually on their faces and bodies.
I recently discovered an article with side-by-side images of women celebrities as their recent and younger selves. The results? Slimmer noses, flawless skin, and skinnier figures.
Their media-filtered "beauty" produces more harm than good. It distorts the eyes of men to cultivate unrealistic standards while it deceives the women that she is not good enough.
The constant internal battle for the woman is not just against other women, but the rest of the world.
Because her value is often in her image.
Her conformity chains and enslaves her to the impossible standards of perfection.
As Beyond famously sings in her song "Pretty Hurts," perfection is a disease of a nation.
Perfection is the "new thing." The efforts to make parts of our physical appearance look smaller or bigger for the sake of "better" is a constant struggle, and even a lifestyle for many women.
These "beautified" perfect faces and figures are neither natural nor realistic. They reflect a man-created beauty, and not the Beauty already in them.
The human-achieved "perfect" looks lack the true essence of beauty that shines through one's imperfections.
We each carry a fragrance, a presence, a quirk, and a voice so unique to how we are made. But it's our choice to let it express and manifest into the sight of others.
It's more than a hobby or interest, but the entity of who you are. It's not just your strengths or victories, but also your imperfections and wounds.
Without the inclusion of both good and bad, you are only an empty shell with a mask of "beauty" missing the true Beauty.
Your true beauty just waits for the right time to shine.
Not only to shine on its own, but shine into others and inspire them to discover their unique beauty.
You stare at a masterpiece and are so drawn to it. You try to figure out what it is - the elements, the style, the colors - and maybe you end up finding it, but what truly captivated you from the beginning is not how it looked, but how it made you feel.