People, Just People

Just recently, I was invited to an event on Facebook called, "You're Beautiful." It was an event that called for women (and men) to see themselves and others as beautiful, and not to degrade themselves as they may from day to day. I don't mean to seem cliche when I say this, but I see people as just what they are: people. Race, religion, so-called "social status," or even personality type, people are just people to me. Shy is my dispostion, and therefore people in general intimidate me because I feel as though I may screw up my first impression, but yet they are all people to me. I believe in equality, despite the fact that this world may never know true equality among the human race. So my question for this week (for myself and few readers) is how do you view yourself and others? Do you seem them as below you, above you, or just merely equal? Have we not all come to this earth in the same way, for similar (if not the same) purposes, and shouldn't we all have the same opportunity as everyone else? Take some time to think about the phrase "you're beautiful." What exactly does that mean? It entails some hardy concepts; much to swallow if one really thinks about it. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and is more than skin deep; it's everything we see in this world; it is a rose in full bloom, a rainbow in full brilliance, a smile at full power. Beautiful is not just a word, it is an abstract concept that take much thought and true devotion to truly understand.