A good friend shared this moving and beautiful poem with me, by Nobel Prize winning poet Derek Walcott, called Love After Love from his book, Sea Grapes.
It caused me to reflect on how often women are subliminally influenced in the way we value ourselves. The media’s narrowly defined idea of beauty has conditioned women to seek an illusory image of perfection. Numerous products promise to rid us of every sign of aging, the markers that represent the experiences we have lived. Rather than lines of aging, these are lines of life experiences that represent our smiles, joys, laughter, anguish, pain and passion and define our unique selves.
When we are focused on the way we look on the surface, that we may miss the importance of embracing the gifts and lessons of life experiences our lines represent. Loving how we look is really an inside job. It comes from learning to love who we are becoming, and the real beauty that comes as we grow in grace, wisdom and understanding. .