March brings longer days and the first green shoots peeking through the soil, a yearly reminder that renewal isn’t just for nature. As the world wakes up around us, we’re invited to tend our own inner gardens.
Spring's energy invites us inward as much as outward. Just as we clear winter's dust from our homes, we can release emotional clutter and make space for what wants to grow.
In a world obsessed with appearances and external validation, we often overlook the gifts we already possess: true beauty lies within. This poem serves as an invitation to shift our focus from seeking external approval to honoring our authentic selves.
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Mirror, mirror on the wall…….
Will I ever be beautiful enough?
Or maybe lovable enough?
I just never learned to notice and appreciate
ALL the beautiful things about myself.
I wanted to be beautiful, more desperately,
wanted to feel loved;
So don’t judge me by my parts;
I’m too busy cataloging my
weaknesses, mistakes,
and flaws to recognize myself.
Learning to witness the voice inside my head.
To notice when unhelpful thoughts arrive,
And shift my focus away from worry.
What if?
What if our beauty rested in
simply being who we are,
with the face and body we own,
and joyfully embracing that every day.
What if it was okay to have flaws,
not only okay but actually celebrated.
And the reality is, I am imperfect.
We all are. We all have scars, inside and out,
and we all have moments of weakness and self-doubt.
More questions than answers.
Joy and beauty are everywhere,
in everything, in every one of us;
no matter how we look,
and no matter how we may hurt temporarily;
Grace is beauty in motion.
If I could truly see the woman in the window,
I'd see someone fully alive.
That's who I really am.”
For me, beauty is being who I am;
I am me; I am just me!
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This journey from self-doubt to self-acceptance isn't linear, it’s daily practice, seasonal work. As Khalil Gibran so eloquently reminds, “Beauty is not in the face; beauty is a light in the heart.” As the world awakens this March, I encourage you to ask yourself: What would shift if you embraced your beauty, not in spite of your flaws, but because of your complete self? What could grow from that acceptance?
