The Beauty We Love

Today, like every other day, we wake up empty and frightened.
Don’t open the door to the study and begin reading.
Take down a musical instrument.
Let the beauty we love be what we do.
There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.

~Rumi

What a beautiful last line. It almost makes up for Rumi’s dissing of reading! ;-) And just look at that first line that describes the human condition–not one that’s special (“like every other day”) nor one that is unique to us as individuals (“we wake up”). The question Rumi begs here, of course, is “What is the beauty you love?” This poem is one answer for me.

Only in midlife have I begun to understand that this is the right question, much less to consider the answers to the question. As a child, I don’t remember having dreams about what I would be when I grew up. It didn’t occur to me to aspire to anything in particular, even though I came from a solidly middle-class household that valued education and achievement. Possibly this was true for many girls, whose socially acceptable options typically consisted of teacher, nurse, wife and mother. Most certainly, though, the question in my family would have had more to do with accomplishment as measured by society than with the beauty I loved. 

So…what is the beauty I love? Poetry, words, music, textural arts (fiber, glass, multimedia), laughter, yoga, living spaces with feng shui, human connection, singing. What is the beauty you love?

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4 Responses to The Beauty We Love

  1. Stacie says:

    Beauty to me: words on the page, music, singing dancing, kindness, love, peace, a strong body and spirit….

  2. I also love the written word – gathering the words, stringing them together, and using them to share my truth with others – that is one of the beauties I love in my life. I also share your love of yoga, music, art and would add photography (though I’m just learning) and being outside.

  3. papaw arthur says:

    The beauty I love is to help others grow.

  4. Bill says:

    Emerson: “Books are for a scholar’s idle times.” Think about it.

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