aelolive

 Beauty becomes shy when innocence recognizes itself. The face changes with time; consciousness changes the face's meaning. When Beauty Looked Back at Me A Conversation with My Own Beauty Today, when I looked at myself, something unexpected happened. I began to see a wondrous beauty within me. For a few moments, I simply looked. Then, strangely, I began to feel shy of my own beauty. It was not the shyness of someone seeking admiration. Nor was it the pride that comes from believing oneself superior to others. It was something entirely different. It felt as though, after a long journey, I had suddenly encountered someone I had always known but had never truly met. My own beauty. Unable to remain before that moment any longer, I closed my eyes. I wanted to spend a few quiet moments with this mysterious beauty that I had suddenly discovered within myself. But then, something even more astonishing happened. My beauty asked me a question: “What if I were ugly?” For a moment, I became si...