Thursday, May 12, 2011

The Eye of the Beholder

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder



To him, these are the most beautiful flowers in the world. He picks them by the dozens, running them to me wherever I am.

“Mommy these are for you because you just had a baby”


"Mommy I picked these for you to show you how awesome you are"


"Mommy I picked these for you because you are the best"

To him they are signs of beauty and love.

He sees a field covered in them and he wants to stop and pick them. For you mommy!



We (adults) look around the yard and we see weeds.

Nuisances.

Things to be removed, sometimes through extreme measures.

Beauty is seen in an unblemished lawn, seas of green. A speck or cluster of yellow is an unwelcome blemish on our beauty.

We spent hours, we spend money trying to tame, control and remove the blemish.

We distractedly nod our head and sigh, yes, honey they are beautiful, thank you...



Beauty is in the eye of the beholder

He sees beauty, we see a nuisance.

I think he’s right.

They’re just beauty misplaced. Would a rose stop being beautiful if it randomly sprouted all over our yard?

Maybe the lowly dandelion is not the problem but our dark and jaded hearts.

Hearts that need to control where and when beauty appears.

How much brighter the world looks if you see them as beautiful flowers, little drops of sunshine dropped on our lawns.

How different would other nuisances in our life seem if we just changed the eyes we see them with?



Simple BPM Changing the eye of the beholder and seeing beauty in the nuisance of weeds, that’s my Simple Moment this week. What’s yours? Head over to Alita’s and share your Bigger Picture Moment!


Live. Capture. Share. Encourage.

6 comments:

Jade @ Tasting Grace said...

I love the end of this post. I love how you point out that our need for "order" can sometimes blind us to the beauty that falls right in our laps. Wonderful post.

Jen said...

Wow. I read an anonymous poem the other day that gave me a little different view of dandelions. -Jen

Dandelions from Heaven

Mothers day is coming And I wanted to send you a sign
something you can tell others; "Is from an angel of mine
So I searched the heavens high and low for that perfect thing....
And low and behold I found it.... And a smile I hope it will bring.

So when you look to the heavens and see the yellow stars in the sky
Just think of me .... your angel... in the heavens way up high
And just imagine those stars; are dandelions up above.
Yes! Dandelions are also in heaven; which you know how much I love.

So on this mothers day and you awake and feel blue....
You will notice those yellow stars... are no longer in view.
So look to the meadows and the dandelions you see...
Are the ones I've tossed down this mothers day from me.

And when you find a dandelion that has turned from yellow to white;
You're supposed to make a wish and then blow with all your might.
For you will be blowing kisses to me in heaven above....
And I will be catching them and blowing them back sent with all my love.

Please know that l am with you.... on this mothers day....
And also in the days ahead.... God and I will never stray.
We will be with you in the morning ....when you awake and see the sun....
We will be with you when you say your prayers when the day is done.

For God and I will never be very far from your side....
For I can now be everywhere.... and God will be your guide.
So.... remember when you see dandelions it is your guarantee
That I am always close to you.... for dandelions are free to roam ....now just like me.

I will always be with you mummy....
Happy Mothers Day....
Love your angel in heaven.

Anonymous.

Alita said...

I actually don't mind them (even if I don't allow them into the yard) but when they turn into floating allergen menaces that make me sneeze myself into oblivion my mind starts to change. HOWEVER with that being said I get the message to this post. I adore it's simplicity. As a matter of fact there is a small mason jar filled with dandelions that is sitting right next to my store bought mother's day bouquet. And they mean JUST as much to me because my boys picked them for their mommy.

A Mommy in the City said...

Such a beautiful post! If only we could see the world the way our kids see it!

Kelly @ MillerMix said...

Nothing better than a clump of dandelions clutched in a tiny fist, offered fully from an innocent heart.

Rebekah from Simply Rebekah said...

So true! Why do adults think dandelions are so evil? I guess because they invade our perfect yards. Kind of sad if you think about it...

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