Beauty Is In The Eye Of The Beholder

I wrote this piece aged 20, handwritten in a diary given to me as my 20th birthday present. I forgot that I had written it until I decided this week to start journaling and dug out my over-a-decade old notebook which is still pristine. Has my written voice changed I wonder? Reading it back, there is so much more than what we see in the world. Please share your favourite things about the world, seen or otherwise sensed in the comments

Imagine a world without light.

Just darkness; day in, day out.

People who live in places with more hours of darkness than sunlight are often depressed.

How then must a person who has lost their sight feel?

Losing your vision is more than just losing your ability to see. I got some insight from a lecture (in medical school) entitled: ‘Visual loss’.

Loss of vision means a loss of beauty.

The beautiful colours of the world we live in.

The faces of the people we love.

The written word.

Art.

Expressions that add depth to language.

I mean, how do you communicate properly without looking into someone’s eyes, or at the very least, their face?

This might be a personal thing but isn’t it difficult to form a meaningful relationship without face-to-face conversation?

Talking on the phone or by text/email/letters just isn’t the same as plain old-fashioned conversation.

My imagination is not capable of conceiving a blind world.

However, we are assured by our ‘severely visually impaired’ lecturers that being blind does have some small compensations.

You learn to use your other senses more and to appreciate ‘deeper’ things such as the sound of trees and the quality of a voice.

The leaves on a tree being ruffled by the wind.

Laughter.

The smell of dry scorched soil after (or even before) the rain arrives.

The direction of the wind as it blows across your face.

The purring of a cat.

The stirring tune from a musical instrument.

The sound of raindrops hitting the roof and windows.

The sound of the ocean.

The smell of ocean.

The saltiness of the ocean.

The feel of a soft woollen scarf tied around your neck.

The familiar weight of your wedding band on your finger.

The feel of arms hugging you.

The taste of fresh strawberries or an apple pie straight out of the oven.

Yes, there is more to beauty than light or colour.

Those of us in the seeing world just don’t realise it

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