Books and people are prime pickings for metaphors, friends. :)
I have had countless conversations with friends (men and women) concerning outward appearances. Media and society seems to have a new craze of pressures each week; ever so politely informing us of the next "Best Seller" in book covers for our bodies. Recent titles include: The Tanner, The Better! or Don't Eat THAT - Actually, Just Don't Eat! or The Flat-Tummy Trials. I sit there during these conversations encouraging my friends (and myself) that we needn't worry so much, but I often walk away feeling discouraged myself. This is especially the case when I have this type of conversation with a person I consider to be incredibly good looking, physically fit, or well-put together. I can never quite understand it.
That's where the pages matter so much.
Our covers can tell one story and our pages another story entirely. Imagine a woman who has given so much of herself to be appealing in the world's view. She's incredibly fit and startling beautiful, but when she looks in the mirror she can't stand the way she looks. Her cover - perfected and award-winning - isn't actually telling the reader anything worth knowing about the story contained. Yet, that story is still worth reading; there is so much more going on than just a pretty face. I just wish we could recognize that. Each of our stories are so important - far more important than the covers we show off for the world to see (e.g. Facebook...).
I wish there was a magic button I could press to help us stop judging ourselves and others with such harshness. It's easy to say, "Don't judge others." It's not as easy to 1. Do that and 2. Refrain from judging yourself with a fun-house mirror. Although fitness and health have their place (I firmly believe I operate better when I workout routinely and eat moderately healthy foods...along with ice cream), our covers...our bodies can only have so much meaning to them. The image on a book cover reveals a sliver of the content within. Our pages are much more interesting.
Living in the freedom of acceptance is substantially more enjoyable than the chains of judgment media offers to us.
Until next time, friends. :)
-R
It's my last week as a nanny for the family I've been with for 3 years, so this post is dedicated to these kids. For N, I hope she grows to be a woman who believes in herself and remembers that she can change the world. For C, I hope he continues to spread love through his goofy sense of humor and bring smiles to all those who have the pleasure of meeting him.
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