Beauty is everywhere a welcome guest,."--Goethe
I have never been called "beautiful," so that word has always held for me a foundation of non-attainability, and therefore, mystery. What makes something--or someone--full of beauty? The great and powerful Sophia Loren once said, "True beauty is a mirage." True beauty? What IS that, anyway? In your mind, what is "true beauty?" Myself, I am awed by things of beauty, no matter what--or who--they might be (Idris Elba.sunsets...butterflies...puppies...cannolis). This week, I would like you to muse with me about this concept. Over time, across cultures, the mystery of beauty has both vexed and captivated all walks of life. The animal kingdom even has its own notion of what makes them attractive—peacocks fluff their plumage, ducks wiggle their butts, all in the name of beauty. They do it to attract mates--is that why we do? Do we chase beauty? Do we worship it? Are beautiful people treated differently that those considered less so? Me...