This blog aims to be an expression of my love for beauty in all of its forms. I won’t limit myself to what it will include- but it will always attempt to share the wonder I feel for the beauty surrounding us in the every day moments.
I’m a lover of beauty that pulls at something deep inside of you- beauty that moves past whatever your present state is and creates its own space within you, often causing such a strong reaction that it can only be compared to heartbreak.
Hiraeth is a beautiful word that I’ve fallen in love with that evokes this sweet heartache. It is a Welsh word meaning a homesickness for a home to which you cannot return, a home which maybe never was; the nostalgia, the yearning, the grief for the lost places of your past.
This word might seem negative at first glance, but Hiraeth has a similar effect to something truly beautiful. Have you ever seen an image that actually made you lose your breath? Something so lovely that it made your heart ache strangely? This is true, moving beauty- beauty that inspires, creates wonder and changes who we are.
C.S. Lewis has said a few words that resonate deeply with my heart and explain this love of beauty I have. “It was when I was happiest that I longed most. The sweetest thing in all my life has been the longing to find the place where all the beauty came from.” When I experience something beautiful, I am filled with a something deeper than mere appreciation. I am filled with a hunger- a longing- that I can’t quite figure out how to satisfy. This is because the longing is for even more beauty, which ultimately can only be satisfied by the source of that beauty. The question then arises, what could be the source of beauty that evokes such longing? C.S. Lewis also speaks to this: “If we find ourselves with a desire that nothing in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that we were made for another world.”
My faith lies in a Creator who is the ultimate source of beauty. Consider the universe, with its speckled constellations swirling into astounding galaxies. Consider a water-colored sunset of the brightest coral hues melting down into the most delicate shades of pink, outlining wispy strokes of clouds on the horizon. The images I can call into your head are limitless- from views of a tiny world surrounded by towering mountains to dainty dew drops sparkling on a spider’s web in the morning light.
We imitate this beauty in our art and feel it deeply through the music we create, continuing in a cycle of reaching out for ultimate beauty as we feel the limitations of it more and more strongly. Our longing for ultimate beauty can only be satisfied in the One who is the originator of all beauty-the One who is beauty itself.
With this ode to beauty, and to the source of beauty- I open up this space to share whatever beautiful things I get to experience.