I made you. I am an Artist. I am not a flop. Look at the Beauty of Nature that surrounds you. Are you really going to tell Me differently?
Take a look at the common dandelion. Does she not wear a beautiful yellow? And is not every petal sensational? I mean, c’mon!
Tell Me, how would you improve on what God hath wrought? Would you decide that a daffodil would make a better dandelion? A golden iris is also beautiful, no doubt. I am convinced that there is Beauty everywhere. Don’t miss out on any of it. Keep your Heart and eyes open. Open wide. Miss out in nothing.
This is my heartfelt request to you. If you have been compressing yourself, stop it now. If you don’t see Beauty everywhere, you are indeed missing out.
Excuse Me, Beloveds, what drop of rain is not beautiful and holds a treasure, what design of snow, what face on Earth is not poignant?
No one has to be like anyone else nor must anyone be vastly different. Here’s the thing. Everyone left to his own devices is beautiful. You are beautiful. Are you going to tell Me differently?
Give up, foolish ones. Concede. End the argument right now. Lie down in the middle of the road, and I will show you of what Magnificence you are made from A to Z.
If every dandelion is filled to the brim with Beauty, what gives you the idea that any Human Being including you can trail behind? Wake up, Beloveds. There is no Beauty missing under the Sun. Ah, there are eyes that do not see. Now, do as I say, and you will see Beauty from the rafters. Hop to it, dear Ones of My Heart.