When I say that, it sounds as if I'm talking about fantasy, about beautiful words that fill the heart, that
colour moments but have no place in reality.
Stop for a moment and think
The smallest part of a human being is a cell, which itself contains a microcosm
also contains organs that co-operate with each other, just like you.
And you and this gigantic collection of cells at work are part of this universe, which also consists of the same kind of organisation, from which we can conclude that the microcosm is contained in the macrocosm and that one is a reflection of the other.
You raise your eyes to the sky and are fascinated by the wonder, the stars, the planets, their wonderful colours and their immeasurable nuances, now you go in front of the mirror and look into your eyes, do you see it again? The same macrocosm that you see outside is inside you.
How can we then deny that we are magical, how can we forget that we are wonderful and magical creatures???? and above all, how can we stop admiring, respecting, honouring and caring for our bodies?
This, in my opinion, is the first step to learning how to take care of ourselves,
Recognising our TRUE BEAUTY
It's no use slathering ourselves with creams, serums and miraculous oils and concoctions, which is what we want.
IS THE CONSCIOUSNESS of who you are, what you are made of and what beauty you already possess,
and so everything takes on a different meaning, where moisturising is not a simple gesture, not an OBLIGATION, but a contact with yourself, a ritual that allows you to remember that a wonderful universe of stars and galaxies is hidden in this wonderful skin envelope.
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