Is it possible to find joy in the midst of all the negative things happening in the world and in your life? When you try to look around, there are people carrying their own stories of pain, failures, hardships, sufferings, injuries, and the list could go on. In one way or another, you may have had went to some of these horrible things yourself.
But, again, is it possible to find joy in spite of all of these? Could you see beauty in the ugliness of things? Would you be able to see how beautiful you have become through the hurts and disappointments in your life?
The answer is a big YES. There’s beauty in your scars and in all of what you had been through. Yes, everyone has his own definition or opinion of what is beautiful but, in the end, it will come down to what is more than the superficial aspect of it and for what it can offer. It is something you could only see through the marks you had acquired while having truly lived the life that you want—through your scars.
To be beautiful is to be just who you are, with flaws and weaknesses. To be beautiful is to feel it first from the inside. To be beautiful is to heal from what hurts or destroys just so you could become a better version of you. To be beautiful is to truly live.
One of the most beautiful things happened in my life a little over three years ago when I became a dad for the first time. It was a joyful experience, something I would always cherish for as long as I live. A thing of beauty, as what John Keats had said, is a joy forever.
Let me share to you a sonnet I wrote last year titled “Sometimes Things Happen So We Could Feel Them.” The world may not be a perfect place in which to live and the living is not easy. But these are what will make life a very beautiful experience.
Sometimes things happen so we could feel them:
That there is more to what emotions are
In complete display of something; to claim
The moment’s need to fill our skies with stars
When dark clouds are all around to cover.
There’s more to what seeing truly demands
In so far as we start to truly care
What we kept as treasures, from where they stand.
The way things are accepted define us
But as we seek to find understanding
How a thing, better or worse than it was,
Could get lost, is what we are missing.
Like there is nothing we can only get
If no one’s there in our lives to have met.