What is beauty?
See, beauty is not in your eyes. Eyes only receive images.
Beauty is in the quality of who you are.
Today, when you look at someone and say, “Oh, she is beautiful,” or “He is handsome,” it is mostly chemistry, biology, maybe even a little psychology. You are not seeing the person—you are only seeing your inner reactions.
With evolution, opposite qualities within you begin to marry—male and female, yin and yang, the fiery and the gentle, the active and the still.
When this union happens, your perception matures, and so does your sense of beauty.
Right now, most human beings call distortion beauty. Because distortion itself has become normal.
If you see a human being living in a malnourished corner of the world, you do not see the person—you see the lack, you see the deprivation. The human is the same, life is the same, but your perception makes them “less”.
In the same way, if someone is living with greater competence, greater clarity, greater refinement within themselves, they may see you as a lower quality of life. So where is the beauty—in the person or in the perception?
As your energies rise and your inner integrity becomes finer and finer, your idea of beauty keeps shifting. What looked beautiful yesterday will look crude tomorrow. And if you reach absolute stillness—that is the most beautiful any human being can ever become.
That’s why in every culture, particularly in India, yogis were seen not just as wise, but irresistibly beautiful.
Because when someone touches a certain stillness, the distortions are gone. Their presence is like a polished diamond—effortless, untouched, luminous.
Shiva himself is known as Sundaramurthy—the very embodiment of beauty—not because he painted himself well or combed his hair right, but because he is utterly still, utterly whole.
Look at the same person in different states—when they are tense and tangled in life, their face is full of disturbances. When they sleep deeply, suddenly the innocence surfaces. The same face in death looks strangely peaceful. No wrinkles of worry, no creases of fear. Because the distortions have paused.
When a human being is awake within themselves—not just physically awake, but truly conscious—the same stillness begins to shine through in life, not just in sleep or death.
So today if you say a neighbour girl is beautiful, or you fall in love at first sight, it is not perception—just hormonal fireworks, nothing spiritual about it. This is why what you call beautiful today, tomorrow becomes ordinary, and next week you may call it a mistake.
When your perception is distorted, you will worship distortion as beauty.
When your perception is pure, life itself is magnificent.
Beauty is not a face—it is a state of being.
And the most beautiful human being is the one who has mastered the art of stillness.

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