Being a model when I was in my twenties, I was always comparing myself to other models who were thinner, smaller-breasted and taller than me. My insecurities told me that they were all prettier than I was. I hadn’t a clue about real beauty. I had only what the media told me was attractive and acceptable.

You can see how I was from the picture here. At the time it was taken, I just didn’t think I was pretty.

Genuine beauty comes from a healthy mind, body and spirit, all living together in harmony. It is life-deep, not based on how tall or thin or whatever else we are.

The Irish poet John O’Donahue calls beauty “the illumination at the heart of the soul.” I can’t find a more beautiful way to say it.

And what better way to cultivate timeless beauty than to let your light shine!

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