The Lunar-Man

I looked up into the sky this evening, and noticed it was a half moon. At first glance it purely looked like a white semi-circle hovering in the velvet sky, as it always does. But when I began to look closely, I started to see a face. Not the standard man-in-the-moon that you see in a full moon, staring out at you. I began to see the moon's face in profile. As if he was gazing across the sky, at some celestial formation to his left. I tilted my head to one side and smiled at this peculiarly placed man. Then, once again, I began to see something different. I no longer saw the lunar-man's face, instead the moon looked more like it was missing it's better half. The glistening white seemed to stop too abruptly, with no shading between it and the black. It was more like someone had taken a bite out of it, and left it hollow. You could see the line where the moon ended, and the night sky began, but it almost looked like you could see the hollow inside too. I'm not going to lie, I preferred the smiling lunar-man to this eerie sight. I wanted to hopscotch across the space and fill the moon up again, so it was restored to it's former beauty.
It got me thinking, we can all see different images and ideas, in the same physical object. It's like cloud gazing; often one person can see a pattern, yet their friend has no idea how the cloud resembles that thing! Sometimes we notice things that others don't, or we interpret things in a way no-one else does. I wonder why that is? And I wonder why there are just some things we can never explain to anyone else, because they purely don't see it, or understand. If we could combine our understandings, we would be wiser than we ever thought possible!
But I guess that's just life isn't it. We have to learn from other people's wisdom, in order to try and see the things we can't quite on our own.

Word of the Day: hopscotch - to journey quickly and directly usually from one far place to another
I've decided to define the word of the day, as most of you who read this are too lazy to look up what they mean! To be honest, I don't blame you. I probably would be too!

Just The Way You Are

"When I see your face, there's not a thing that I would change, because you're amazing, just the way you are..."

This should be something that we all know, and all accept about ourselves. But how many among us, especially among us girls, can honestly say that this is the case? How many of us can look in the mirror on an average day and say to ourselves: yeah, you're actually amazing.
Here's the irratating thing though; it's true!! God created each one of us individually and beautifully because he loves each one of us. It says in the Bible we are all "fearfully and wonderfully made" meaning God wanted us exactly how we are. Somehow, we should be content with that, but I would definately be the pot calling the kettle black if I told you I, somehow, had this feeling nailed. I just wanted you to know that you are incredible, because I really believe it's true. I look at people I know and love, and I know that God made them the way they are, and he loves them just for that! It's hard to grasp, but I want you all to know that. However, like I said, it's not the easiest thing to realise about yourself.
Which brings me to my next point; when other people make you feel like that. Let me please point to the obvious example: boys. Sometimes, it is other people who make you realise you're amazing the way you are. You know, sometimes it's when a guy holds you in his arms, or it's when a guy tells you you're beautiful, or it's when a guy sparks such a nympholepsy inside you, that you can't contain the butterflies in your stomach, sometimes it's when these things happen that you truly realise, you are amazing the way you are. I know I speak from experience here, when I say that one of the most incredible feelings in the world, is when the boy I'm crazy about looks me in the eyes, and tells me I look amazing. Or when he holds me in his arms and gives me a kiss that takes my breath away. I know I can truly be myself around him, and I'm so lucky to be the girl he looks at... But I'm getting sidetracked!
I guess I'm trying to make two points here.
1) Somehow, we need to grasp the fact that we are beautiful, and we are amazing, without being solely reliant on others to enforce it, especially guys. Simply because it is true.
2) If you are a guy, and you have a girl, make sure she knows you think she is amazing just the way she is, because you have no idea, and I mean seriously no idea, just how incredible that feeling is.

Word of the Day: nympholepsy (couldn't be more fitting for today, I've got to be honest!)