Once you are Real, you can't be ugly

"Real isn't how you are made,' said the Skin Horse. 'It's a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real.'

'Does it hurt?' asked the Rabbit.

'Sometimes,' said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. 'When you are Real you don't mind being hurt.'

'Does it happen all at once, like being wound up,' he asked, 'or bit by bit?'

'It doesn't happen all at once,' said the Skin Horse. 'You become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand." 

Margery Williams, The Velveteen Rabbit

For my Russian friends...

Harmony

Innokenty Annensky

In midst of waves, there are the silver beads
And scraped by time paints of the white enamel …
I so like the morns which autumn breeds,
For their caress, so short and so gentle.

 And I do like the foam on the shore,
When it again is whitening in mire,
And, greedy, I am hiding here a store
Of hazy days, while skies are full of fire. 

 But somewhere there, they’re roaming in flame,
The same ones as I am, without name and number,
And somebody’s young being – just the same –
Instead of me, is ceasing in sad amber.

By Russian artist:

Wassily Kandinsky  

My intention...

My intention has always been, and still is, to remind you (and myself) of how utterly beautiful you are.

The journey is long. I've heard somewhere that it's a race. Well, whatever. Its a journey, a story, and page by page we choose its contents. I have not been in the best space these few weeks, but I choose to fight for myself each day. Cause life it that beautiful, and so worth it. Remember that.

You're worthy. You are enough. Take it day by day, page by page, and remember not to ever excuse who you are for nobody. Not even yourself. You are made just as you were supposed to; we all are.

My intention has always been, and still is, to remind you (and myself) of how utterly beautiful you are.

I have met some really amazing people along my journey, and a beautiful soul that I had the pleasure of meeting shared this with me. I thought you may like it...

Thank you Yuri, Until we meet again... Thank you.

All love.