"I'm sexy, I'm cute, I've got the brains to boot," is what I heard coming from my bathroom a couple weeks ago. Well, maybe I didn't hear those exact words but that was my interpretation of what I saw. You see, my wife has a ritual where by if she's feeling beautiful that day, she'll do a little dance in front of the mirror. It's a combination of shakin' her thing like Shakira and an old school cheerleader move. Pure magic to watch. It was not too long after that, during my morning back roads drive to work that I started contemplating BEAUTY. I happened to be driving through the hills of Brentwood, TN on a clear, crisp November morning; the trees were radiating bright oranges, yellows and red. It was in the moment that I wished I had a camera.
Let me explain.
You see, it was that morning that I discovered a simple but profound definition of "beauty." I realized that morning that true beauty is when I want to take a picture of it. You know those moments when you're mouth drops open and you wish you had a camera to capture that magnitude of the beauty that is before you.
For me those moments are things like Tennessee in the fall, exploring new parts of the world, my daughter in her Sunday dress or my wife getting read for "date night". It's during those times that I get the urge to reach for the camera, hoping, just hoping to capture some of that beauty.
The problem is that a camera rarely can capture those movements. True beauty entices us to hold on but in reality we can’t…we have to soak it up moment by moment. It doesn't last for ever. It comes and goes and quickly as the autumn leaves. But that's what makes it beautiful.
So next time you find yourself reaching for your camera, just stop, enjoy...you're in the presence of true beauty.
-Brian
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