As Joseph Addison, British poet and statesman, once said several hundred years ago:
There is nothing that makes its way more directly to the soul than beauty.
We can miss seeing true beauty because we are taught to ignore everything but its most superficial face.
Movies, advertisements, TV shows and magazines bombard us with ‘beautiful people’. They try to convince us that only the slimmest, sleekest, glossiest, purest or most perfect specimens can be truly beautiful.
Anything less is simply ordinary. Anything much less is a target for laughter, raised eyebrows and even scorn.
We may not accept these ‘rules’ intellectually. After all, this is simply prejudice, is it not? And of course we aren’t prejudiced, are we?
But the intellect can be a fickle thing, betrayed by gut reactions and fuelled by stereotypes. As many folk who are ‘much less’ than perfect – so ‘much less’ than beautiful – can no doubt attest.
Then sometimes there comes a wonderful watershed moment, a glorious battle cry to challenge our society out of its comfort zone of negative judgements.
One of those moments was when Susan Boyle sang on the TV show Britain’s Got Talent.
To sing is to love and affirm, to fly and soar, to coast into the hearts of the people who listen, to tell them that life is to live, that love is there, that nothing is a promise, but that beauty exists, and must be hunted for and found.