I think about quotes from time to time and how they are commonly interpreted one way but could be interpreted differently. One of the ones I dig is:
Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder.
Over time, this has come to refer to the way one person finds someone beautiful even if others don't.
But as I think about it, I like to consider this perspective: I think that someone who has the ability to behold beauty is where true beauty lies. I look at Zoe's eyes light up with the simplest of rewards. For example, one day we were walking and she noticed that a big meadow of grass had suddenly been covered with yellow wildflowers.
Now, in this case, it works both ways. To me, this carpet of yellow flowers are weeds that give me allergies (oy!), so the saying does work traditionally.
But when she saw the meadow I caught her eyes and how they lit up. It is the essence of beauty to me. Looking around herself at all times with an appreciation for its beauty for beauty's sake.
I know that Mother Teresa in her work said she looked into the eyes of the poorest of people in Calcutta and said she saw Jesus Christ every day in their eyes. I'm sure looking into her eyes as she looked upon them was beauty without reference.
There are times when I look into my own eyes into the mirror and admire the beauty of my soul. And, in some way, recognize my own true beauty within and literally what I look like when I'm doing it. It springs from total acceptance of myself.
The next time you see a parent looking lovingly at their child. Or the next time you see someone admiring a work of art that moves them. See if you can get a look into their eyes as they behold the beauty, because for me the eyes of those beholding beauty is where true beauty lies.