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Looking west from the Museum of Nature and Science in Denver’s City Park. 2021

One way for me to stay centered is to be grateful for the beauty I experience in my life. Today was a bluebird-blue day here in the Denver area—complete with temperatures above 60 degrees. In February. The day before it’s supposed to snow again.

Even though I had to stop working early to go to a dentist appointment, I didn’t want to miss out on a chance to run in a skort and tank top today. Enough so that I sat down at my computer early so I didn’t have to give up a running break before leaving to get clean teeth.

No pictures of this perfectly extraordinary ordinary day—but I do have one from January that came with a view—a particularly Denver kind of view as seen from the Museum of Nature and Science in City Park. We are blessed with memorable views here in our town.

While the view I saw today was of my own neighborhood, what I spied in the west was even better than what I saw in the photo I am sharing—the mountaintops are much whiter than they were a month ago. It’s been snowing in the high country all month—and that’s a thing of beauty, both for our eyes and for reducing drought conditions.

Wherever you are, enjoy your view!

(c) 2011 Christiana Lambert

(c) 2011 Christiana Lambert

She walks in beauty, but not necessarily because of raven tresses or the goodness she has done or traits such as calmness or softness or innocence. She walks in beauty because of the best of dark and bright within her eyes—eyes which shine with her essence, be her essence more of night or of “gaudy” day.

Women and girls get so hung upon the perfectness of features—the lips not too thin but not too full, the flat belly, skin lacking in acne or scars, hair that performs as expected, thighs and calves that fit into skinny jeans—most often whatever they do not personally possess—or what they used to possess. Whole industries are built around telling us we are not enough unless we purchase certain products that hide who we are.

But who we are is where the true beauty resides. A woman who is doing something she loves wears beauty she cannot purchase. Joy radiates, whether at night or day.

Yet joy does not come simply to women who live in innocence or in soft ways. Joy comes in searching or discovery or mastery. Joy also comes from spending time with people who bring out the real persons inside and is reduced by spending time with those who expect us to conform only to their wishes of who we should be.

If nothing else, beauty comes from believing in one’s own beauty. How many women have you known who walk as if they are beautiful and, even if all the little pieces are not beautiful—a nose too prominent, a waist too thick, a smile too crooked—still have you convinced that they indeed walk in beauty?

Show the world who you are and the world will see you walking in beauty.

P.S. For another day to discuss whether or not walking in beauty should even matter . . .

[See “She Walks in Beauty” by Lord Byron (George Gordon)]

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