Look upon all the things that are made for you to hang upon your body, or to cover it or for your body to use. Look at all the useless things which we make for the eyes to observe. Think of all the many things made for the pleasure of the physical and understand that they are largely used to hide or make seem lovely only what you see as inadequate. Would you really use that which you see as inadequate to draw toward you those you love, or would like to understand an unspoken and as yet unexperienced love? Understand that you offer to the world a crown of thorns, not recognising you for what you really are and trying to justify your perception of your own worth by the acceptance of yourself by others. Value yourself not by what you would daily ask the world to believe is you, but by what you would come to know if you would but see past that illusion and see the miracle which is you. Remember my friend, you are beautiful. I wish for you, this week and every week, that you can see that miracle for yourself.