Beauty is the invocation that asks for remembrance, even if you have not forgotten it, then it is simply the memory of the miracle to be experienced, a relic of this existence.
With all the pain & division in the world lately, imagine if we all focused on creating a more beautiful world.
If the farmer just focused on making their farm look & feel more beautiful. Would they pour toxic chemicals on the land? would they plant or cut down trees? Would their animals be happy & healthy? Would the community notice ?
Woukd they contribute?
Imagine the local authorities primary objective was more beauty. Would the infrastructure be complete? Would art & artists be truly valued ?
It is often true that the most beautiful architecture is often the most practical....
Thank you, Roger, it's wonderful that you wrote this.
I agree with you, beauty is not "the only thing," nor is it "sufficient" for everything needed in the world. There are other necessities that cannot only aim for beauty.
For me, it's more about a quality of presence, in which we can live through our human experience with greater appreciation. I myself am not very practical and often experience the world through a more romantic lens, hence my attempt to offer a view from that perspective that can help us become present for the inherent beauty of life. This is not to say that everything is beauty, but rather an attempt to point to a "layer" where we can more easily recognise it or bring it to life ourselves.
Reading this felt like sitting inside a stained-glass window while sunlight moves across the floor. Not as something to analyze, but as something to be slowly steeped in. Beauty isn't a luxury. It's not decorative. It's the language of the soul reminding us we are still here, still capable of wonder, still connected to the sacred thread running through every leaf, every crack, every aching moment.
Thank you for crafting a mirror that doesn't reflect the surface, but invites the inward gaze.
Ah, brother! Always a true, true joy to read you, so much recognition. Thank you for this beautiful sharing of vibrant words. Like a whiff of incense, they drift straight into the heart.
Thank you for your words of beauty.
With all the pain & division in the world lately, imagine if we all focused on creating a more beautiful world.
If the farmer just focused on making their farm look & feel more beautiful. Would they pour toxic chemicals on the land? would they plant or cut down trees? Would their animals be happy & healthy? Would the community notice ?
Woukd they contribute?
Imagine the local authorities primary objective was more beauty. Would the infrastructure be complete? Would art & artists be truly valued ?
It is often true that the most beautiful architecture is often the most practical....
Thank you, Roger, it's wonderful that you wrote this.
I agree with you, beauty is not "the only thing," nor is it "sufficient" for everything needed in the world. There are other necessities that cannot only aim for beauty.
For me, it's more about a quality of presence, in which we can live through our human experience with greater appreciation. I myself am not very practical and often experience the world through a more romantic lens, hence my attempt to offer a view from that perspective that can help us become present for the inherent beauty of life. This is not to say that everything is beauty, but rather an attempt to point to a "layer" where we can more easily recognise it or bring it to life ourselves.
Reading this felt like sitting inside a stained-glass window while sunlight moves across the floor. Not as something to analyze, but as something to be slowly steeped in. Beauty isn't a luxury. It's not decorative. It's the language of the soul reminding us we are still here, still capable of wonder, still connected to the sacred thread running through every leaf, every crack, every aching moment.
Thank you for crafting a mirror that doesn't reflect the surface, but invites the inward gaze.
Ah, brother! Always a true, true joy to read you, so much recognition. Thank you for this beautiful sharing of vibrant words. Like a whiff of incense, they drift straight into the heart.