Posts tagged ‘real’

October 22, 2015

Real hurts, but it’s where the love is

A case for taking risks, putting yourself out there, and opening your heart wide, courtesy of Margery Williams in the children’s novel The Velveteen Rabbit:

“Real isn’t how you are made,” said the Skin Horse. “It’s a thing that happens to you . . . ”
“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.”

Life is meant to be lived, experienced, dived into and shared in full. A worn, scarred exterior means a rich, shining interior. The people who matter most in your life will see this; they will know it, understand it, without question. This is love.

❤

October 22, 2013

Love your quirks; they’re beautiful

Just be yourself. Let people see the

real,

imperfect,

flawed,

quirky,

weird,

beautiful and magical

person that you are.

              (Mandy Hale)

July 16, 2013

Surround yourself with eye-smilers

In Roald Dahl’s children’s book Danny the Champion of the World, five-year old Danny describes his father, stern and serious-looking on the outside, as an “eye-smiler” — a very desirable quality, in Danny’s opinion:

[My father] never smiled with his mouth . . . . He did it all with his eyes. . . . When he thought of something funny, his eyes would flash and, if you looked carefully, you could actually see a tiny little golden spark dancing in the middle of each eye. But the mouth never moved.

I was glad my father was an eye-smiler. It meant he never gave me a fake smile because it’s impossible to make your eyes twinkle if you aren’t feeling twinkly yourself. A mouth-smile is different. You can fake a mouth-smile any time you want, simply by moving your lips. I’ve also learned that a real mouth-smile always has an eye-smile to go with it. So watch out, I say, when someone smiles at you with his mouth but his eyes stay the same. It’s sure to be a phony.

Good advice for life, I’d say. Avoid phony people and treasure those who are genuine in their interactions with others. Surround yourself with eye-smilers, and I’ll bet your eyes will smile, too.