Comparison is a bully. I’ve known that for some time. It creeps up unannounced and whops you in the face.
For most women, I think that ferreting out comparison is a little tricky. Because we are wooed in by beauty.
Beautiful houses, beautiful bodies, and even beautiful blogs. (You must read what Emily wrote about how blogs can be like pornography … never thought of it like that.)
As we are wooed by the beautiful and step in close to further
observe, it’s there that things can go wrong:
- We either marvel and appreciate …
- Or we obsess and compare and get popped in the face. Sucker punched by pretty.
So, I’m going to sit quiet in my heart today and think on these things. Take a little bike ride and remember where the beauty starts and ends.
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