Intrinsic in All
January 12, 2017
These are thoughts I often have. Upon hearing two people discuss a tree that shouldn’t be purchased due to its lack of beauty, I felt the desire to reiterate.
I am accepting, and more often now embracing, the thought that chaos breeds more creativity, brings singular beauty. As this maybe so, without a doubt the perfectionist still lives in my “closing in on six decades alive” mind. Yet I do see perfection differently. I see it as encompassing more, even all, if you look at something as it exists alone. If you look at its purpose, all things, entities, have a beauty born from the purpose of their existence. Perfection and beauty are intrinsic in all, if you look clearly and without preconceived notions.
Take the fallen apple, like those that fell in my backyard as a child. At first glance the pock marked, darkening, softening fruit deters one from taking more notice. It is more repulsive than beautiful. Not so to the curious two year old; he sees it with great interest. Outside influences have not taken hold. Regain the wonder. Look more closely. The decay of fruit fallen from the tree breaks down, to nutrients that nourish the soil on which it rests. Therein lies perfection, as its purpose is fulfilled. The decay amongst the chaos is then seen as a thing of beauty.