07/03/2026
May you flourish proudly and happily on March 7th, 8th… always ♥️
Why does it never occur to us to judge a flower as too large or too small, too vivid in color or too pale, too ordinary or too extravagant?
We recognize instinctively that each one is beautiful, even perfectly in its own way, revealed to the eye free from prejudice and judgment.
Beauty emerges in the encounter between the object and the observer. To truly experience it, we have an important role to play: to enter that encounter with openness, inner freedom and a certain quiet reverence.
Beauty happens, but not if we don’t allow it.
Why, then, should we judge ourselves differently? Aren’t we , only if we allow this judgmental attitude always too big or old, too young or wild, to dry or dependent, to boring or restless… and endless is the list of too much’s…
Or aren’t we, rather, each in our own way, unique moment, just as unique, complex, and extraordinary as the flowers?
The difficulty does not lie in our appearance, our behavior, or our essence. It lies in the categories we create, the borders we draw, the rigid frames into which we attempt to force something inherently fluid, creative, transcendental and magnificent.
Perhaps the task is not to correct ourselves, but to soften the limits through which we see.
Grow, love, play and create fiercely! The only frame is to trust and respect whatever becomes.
Painting « Flowers » by Yelena, mixed technique, NICARTS
