When we cease to be surrounded by beauty, we cease to hope. We see things in grayscale. We look down not up. We focuss on our failures and we decide we are trapped. Without hope. Hope-less.
Yet beauty challenges this. It carries colour and it carrys hope. Transforming all it lands on.
"Butterflies illuminate the grey and cause our eyes to see another way".
A beautiful distraction. The warmth of a sunset, the sound of a laugh, the breeze on our faces or the loving embrace of a friend.
Beauty carries a call to the wonderful and a call to hope. Chase beauty.
Ric Wilton Ballymena Counselling