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Living in the Moment


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by Carolyn Glaze

Beauty is often looked for in the mirror, in pictures of lovely flowers and oceans but I have to disagree and say the beauty is instead found in a moment, true and pure that can be felt in your heart.  Moments that if you are lucky or blessed enough will play through your mind as the soundtrack of your life.  It is in these moments when I truly sense beauty.  It is not what I see or hear; it is what is felt by my heart.

One of these moments occurred at a most unlikely place, the pediatrician’s office. My four year old daughter was having her vision screening as part of a routine check up.  The nurse told her to look at the chart and identify the shapes as she pointed to them. The first was a square in which my daughter replied that is the window where the princess lives.  The second shape the nurse pointed to was a heart in which my daughter replied that is the princess’s heart.  The last shape was a circle and my daughter replied that is the beautiful sun that the princess loves so much. Beauty, a moment in which my heart felt the essence of the word.

Autistic and boy are not words that usually make you think of beauty.  Instead words like tragic or frustrating come to mind but then a moment occurs which is so true and pure, the only word to describe it is beautiful.  One day after grieving for the loss of a loved one to that monster named Cancer my son came to me.  He hugged me which is beauty in itself for an autistic boy and said, “Don’t worry Mom, when I grow up I will invent a machine that will destroy all cancer.” “I know I can do it,” he said.  This was not perfection in a mirror, a landscape that made someone gasp at the loveliness; it was a moment in which my heart was moved by his pure and sincere reaction to my grief.

I wonder when our world will stop looking for beauty in the magazines, mirrors and pictures. I hope we will instead focus on finding those moments that move your heart and truly defines beauty.

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