What I think beauty is.

Life as we know it by astrid

Right so now, you are rolling your eyes. You are probably thinking ‘okay another blog post about how looks don’t matter.’ well actually you’re wrong.

I live in a really beautiful area but I don’t always look at it. I sometimes walk pass it and not notice the beauty that this world has to offer. But looking out of the window now, I can see a really cloudy day. I can’t see any blue sky, only clouds.

Okay now look outside. Look up at the sky and find a cloud which will be really easy if you live in the UK. If you can’t find a cloud, just look at a natural object which catches your eye. How many colours can you see in the cloud? Two or three? I can see hundreds of colours. Colours don’t have to be solid. There can be many shades of grey (50 shades of grey, sorry guys. I’ll stop). Grey is only a category, it’s not a colour. Many colours fit into the grey category.

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Now look at your hands. Feel your hands, even though it sounds really weird. Maybe your hands are really soft like mine, maybe slightly dry or really tough working hands. It’s kinda crazy to think how many cells there are in your hands to keep your hands, your hands. I think it’s beautifully crazy.

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Open your window and take a big breath. Can you taste that coolness of the winter air on tongue? I think it’s kinda awesome. Is this getting weird? I don’t know.

Now go downstairs and look at your family. Look at what the world has given you. People with the same blood. People who love you.

You might be listening to music at the moment while reading this weird and awkward blog post but pause the music for a second. Close your eyes and listen.

I can hear the trees blowing in the wind, a toddler laughing in next door’s garden, I can hear life. Life is music in a way. It’s sound.

Beauty doesn’t always have to be what you see. It can be what you hear, what you smell, what you can taste.

I think beauty is home. Home is my beauty, the feeling of home is my beauty.

Thankyou for reading this post even though it might be a bit weird and I’ll see you tomorrow with another post 🙂

Hideaway Girl xxx

 

 

63 Comments

  11. Allie
    Reply

    This was beautiful! 😉 Okay but seriously thank you, this was a beautiful way to look at normalcy and mundane… you made everyday seem artistic and… gorgeous. That isn’t weird at all… or at least I’m the same kind of weird you are… either way it really doesn’t matter. This was a wonderful post do not doubt it for a second!!! ❤

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  17. Ariana Milan Winter
    Reply

    What a gorgeous peace of work. I really agree that if you listen, all of life’s sounds will sound like different parts of a song. Right now there are birds chirping and cars sounding like waves. You’re right it is all very beautiful.

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  22. Ellie
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    I’ve just started reading your blog and it has already changed my perspective on many things. Your blog is very inspiring and i will carry on reading. You have really helped me. Thank you.

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  24. itsjamxii
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    Thanks to this post, I realized that my hand is getting rough (though some people says that soft hands show laziness, huh?) Kidding. This post touches my heart, I learned that not all beautiful things are seen, some are heard, and felt by the heart. 💞

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  27. ThePastryPoet
    Reply

    This was so well written and so deep, both things which I really respect :). I’m a new blogger, and stumbling upon your blog was so lucky for me! I’ll definitely be back here soon. I just created an anonymous blog called ThePastryPoet, mostly about baking, writing and books, and it would mean a lot to me if you could check it out, and share it to your friends if you like it. Maybe even a follow ? Heheh just kidding.
    Please keep posting, really enjoying it. I’m sure I won’t regret following your blog, it’s amazing!
    Thanks again,
    ThePastryPoet 🙂

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  29. elasays
    Reply

    I loved this post. It was a great insight to what beauty really means. I especially the line where you said, “I think beauty is home. Home is my beauty, the feeling of home is my beauty.” That is very true and well thought-out.

    I am also a blogger, but I haven’t been posting regularly (though I would really like to!) I would love it if you checked out my blog sometime 🙂

    https://elasays.wordpress.com/

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