This month has been fine. Nothing spectacular, May’s beauty resoluton just hasn’t resonated with me as much as previous months have. I’ve been enjoying my rose-colored glasses to see the beauty (of nature, of music, of humanity…) around me, but I’m ready for more.
If you haven’t noticed, I added a poll on the website. If you have ideas for resolutions, there’s a write-in option too!
My daughter fell asleep in the car with her new book. Love the last line!
Today I’m going to try to see the beauty in one of my most loathed body parts. Here was our conversation this morning:
Me: You know, you really are pretty great.
Abs: Really? I thought I disgusted you?
Me: I know. I really have not treated you with the respect you deserve. You housed the most precious thing for 40 weeks. That’s an accomplishment.
Abs: It wasn’t easy.
Me: And you really have come a long way. Way to go! You were huge last summer!
Me: I will try my hardest not to compare you to what you were or think about what you never will be, and just appreciate you for what you are.
Abs: Good luck!
This morning I was feeling pretty good about myself (Thanks, Workout Endorphins!), when I casually looked in the mirror. I was a bit surprised to discover a strange white hair, about 1 cm long, sticking straight out from my cheek. Sprr-oi-oing! It was as if it were taunting me and my resolution to improve my outer self. Touché, White Hair, touché.
In beauty may I walk.
All day long may I walk.
Through the returning seasons may I walk.
Beautifully will I possess again.
Beautifully birds . . .
Beautifully joyful birds
On the trail marked with pollen may I walk.
With grasshoppers about my feet may I walk.
With dew about my feet may I walk.
With beauty may I walk.
With beauty before me, may I walk.
With beauty behind me, may I walk.
With beauty above me, may I walk.
With beauty below me, may I walk.
With beauty all around me, may I walk.
In old age wandering on a trail of beauty, lively, may I walk.
In old age wandering on a trail of beauty, living again, may I walk.
It is finished in beauty.
It is finished in beauty.
–A Navajo Indian Prayer of the Second Day of the Night Chant (anonymous)
This month I’d like to see more beauty in my life. First and foremost, I aspire to look for the good in the world around me as much as possible. It may sound a little “Pollyanna-ish,” but I know my inner critic needs to be muted more often.
I also would like to put a little more effort into my daily appearance. There’s nothing wrong with my ponytail-no-makeup-schlumpy-stay-at-home-mom look per se but I’m thinking that a change to a “dress for success” perspective would be beneficial. Let’s see what happens this month!