Water Her With Beauty

August 30, 2004

Every flower, every plant must have water to take root, to grow, to bud, to flower, to live and to endure as the glorious exotic individual kind it was designed as. Your garden has plants that need your constant attention and watering. They are your beauties. Every daughter is an exotic – water her with beauty.

In the wrestling, in the silence, in the studio with the Divine Maestro, there is the fact that He refuses to leave, to give up on this process of unveiling; revealing and setting free the beauty within. Tonight He walked me up to the marble statue – the one with no head, one hand missing, hollow inside, no heart and no veins full of blood that fill it with life. In the confusion I have seen only that she be discarded, a shell, that there is no hope of her being redeemed and restored. He knows today I wanted to give up.

Slowly the Divine Maestro approaches her; He holds a huge sledgehammer in His hands. “Is this what you want? Do you really want me to destroy her, smash her to pieces forever?” My eyes are huge, tears have soaked my face and my clothes. “Destroy her forever?” It is all played out before me and I can see the pieces, the dust drifting through the room. That would be total destruction! He takes my hand, steps up with me to the marble statue and lifts me up to look within. She is inside there, I can see her eyes looking at me, steadfastly, earnestly, and silently. When He tells me she is beautiful I cannot believe it. As I look into the eyes of the Divine Maestro for the reason, His heart is breaking. She was taught that to feel beautiful is pride and pride is a sin! Now, He asks, will you give Me permission to break this marble that is holding you captive to lies so I can let you get to know the beauty inside? I only nod, not voice, my consent.

Every daughter is born beautiful. She is beautiful from the inside out. Beginning at that very first breath of life, water her with beauty. Give her sips of this beauty water as she nurses. Give it to her with smiles, with joy, even through the tears – let them be beauty water. Tears are the water of authenticity, vulnerability and reality that are part of the nurturing of this exotic flower. When she starts school she may think differently than others – encourage her to search for her own path and tell her this is beautiful. As she questions the ways of women, answer every question and remind her that her questioning heart is part of her beauty. That she is a wild and wonderful creation. When she learns to dance at school and no one asks her to dance in class, take her out and show her how to dance. Show her how to let her body relax and flow to the inner music, a part of her exotic beauty. Don’t hide her away from life. Is there a way you can show her that life isn’t about performance but about relationships – and one of those relationships is the one she has with herself? There are those growing tentative longings for passion and for love. Water her with acceptance of these feelings and help her honor them as part of who she is. Don’t let her feel that they are shameful and must never be talked about. Water her with beauty as she honors her own exotic beauty. She may struggle with being the one who doesn’t ever get asked out on dates. Share with her the beauty of knowing that a date with her Creator is a place to start liking who she is. Her disappointment can’t be brushed away – honor it for what it is. Don’t keep telling her to be modest – show her how to be wildly feminine with grace and honor and all the chutzpah she has! Pride is putting yourself in the mold of others, living a performance based life, refusing to acknowledge, accept and honor that you are a woman of strength, character, and unique one of a kind beauty. Pride is squelching her beauty. Dishonor is never watering her with beauty, not breathing into her life the perfume of beauty. Dishonor is letting her believe the lies in any way shape or form. Water her with the beauty of Truth. Beauty is a combination of qualities and each is to come to life, in freedom, within her.

Water her with beauty every day of her life. That isn’t pride nor is it sin. It is honoring the Creator, the Divine Maestro and trusting that He has created beauty in her, knowing He wants to unveil it and set her free into womanhood. The Divine Maestro is all about beauty so He sprinkled it into all plant life, into animals, across the horizon and into the wind, and He structured it into every human and breathed them into life.

She is your daughter, or one you mentor. Tell her today, show her today, and draw out her beautiful heart, mind and soul. From the top of her head to those wonderful toes she is “beauty”. She may not be so young now but she needs to know, as the Divine Maestro’s daughter that she is “beauty”. Maybe she is your Mother – she is beauty.

Who ever you are, wherever you are…”YOU ARE MY BEAUTY”! These are the words you, and I, are to listen to at this very moment, and to believe as the Divine Maestro speaks them. He has no language or communication barriers – can you hear Him telling you?!
You Are My Beauty – Forever!

Maestro is it hard for me but I want to believe these words. Please go easy with that sledgehammer as you break those lies! And Maestro, keep telling me I am Your beauty through the sounds of the breaking of the lies.