Art and beauty speak to the deep, immaterial parts of who we are.
Paintings whisper into our heart.
Song lyrics haunt our soul.
The swaying palm tree resonates with our spirit.
Art and beauty do something spiritual.
They shape and form us.
But like Moses with the burning bush, we must stop to behold the glory before us.
We cannot zoom by at a 75-mile-per-hour pace and expect to catch the faint glimmer in our rearview mirror. We have to put the car in park and take a walk to see and listen to the beauty around us. Only then will art and beauty have their intended—impractical but transformational—effect on us.
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