Category: Inner Beauty

Getting Caught in an Outer Beauty

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by Sheri Gompelman, Brisbane, Australia

I recently submitted a blog titled, The Truth about Beauty – We Are Enough.

I wrote that blog a day after I had an Esoteric Ovary Massage with Natalie Benhayon, which had really allowed me to connect with the beautiful woman I am.

After I wrote the blog I cried as I could feel it came from a great power within. Yet, although I can feel what True Beauty is I am always having to remind or stop myself from falling into what is not True Beauty. Continue reading “Getting Caught in an Outer Beauty” →

Real Beauty – The True Beauty from Within

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By Georgina, Brisbane, Australia

Last week I attended an Esoteric Women’s presentation in Brisbane. The topic for the day was beauty. It soon became clear from discussions that society’s and women’s initial definition of beauty was literally only skin deep – our beauty appeared to be defined by how we look – by how we appeared on the outside rather than how we appear from within. Continue reading “Real Beauty – The True Beauty from Within” →

True Beauty in a Woman’s Walk

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by Shevon Simon, London, UK  

One day this week I was walking through some gardens at lunchtime. The sun was bright and it was warm and suddenly I spotted a woman walking with her friend. What struck me was the way this young woman was walking. Her walk was what I would describe as ‘True Beauty’. Continue reading “True Beauty in a Woman’s Walk” →

Beautiful Woman Looking Back at Me

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by Cherise Holt, Nurse, Australia

When you look in the mirror what do you see?

Do you scour the blemishes and subtle creases of your face, the way your hair has been groomed to best cover your regrowth and portray your best appearance and the multitude of imperfections from your head to your toes?

Or, do you see and feel the beauty of a woman gazing tenderly back at you? Continue reading “Beautiful Woman Looking Back at Me” →

My Experience with Polycystic Ovary Syndrome, Hair Loss and Wig Shopping

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by Linda, Brisbane, Australia

After reading Rachel Mascord’s inspirational post, LOVE – falling in love with my own hair, I felt to write about my own experience.

I lost most of my hair several years ago with polycystic ovary syndrome (PCOS) and Androgenic Alopecia. PCOS is a complex hormone disorder that may be defined by symptoms such as irregular or absent periods, acne, hair loss, hirsutism, insulin resistance (diabetes) and fertility issues. Women diagnosed with PCOS can present with a unique combination of symptoms at varying levels of severity. Continue reading “My Experience with Polycystic Ovary Syndrome, Hair Loss and Wig Shopping” →

YOU

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by Jeanette Macdonald, Healing Arts Practitioner, RN, New Zealand

Note from the author; Where I have put ‘* your name’, do just that and read it to yourself, or better still, have someone read it to you, with your name where it states to do so.

* your name

You have been a daughter, and, no doubt, a friend…

and you may have been a sister… a girlfriend… a wife…

a lover… a mother… a grandmother… a nurse…

a teacher… a doctor… a farmer…

an artist… a scientist…

a practitioner…

and so on

These are some of the many things you may have been and you may have done

But who you are is so much more Continue reading “YOU” →

My Body and Tattoo Designs

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by Nicole Serafin, Age 41, Tintenbar

By the time I was 30 I had 9 tattoo designs and a dozen piercings. I had always struggled with my body, a body that I never felt comfortable in; nor had I ever accepted the way that it was or the way that it felt.

Yes, I was a woman, but did I look or feel like a woman?

This I could not feel and so came the experimentation to create what I thought my body as a woman should be like. I constantly struggled with my looks, my weight – whether it be in excess or underweight – my personality; you name it, I was constantly in judgement of myself.

I began to colour & change my hairstyles, which was easy as I was working in a hairdressing salon from the age of 12 and had a mother who also supported me in doing this. Along with my hairstyles and colours I changed my style of dress, always experimenting… or so I thought I was experimenting. Continue reading “My Body and Tattoo Designs” →

Beauty Defined – Seeing Beyond the Physical Looks

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by Zofia, Asia

WHAT DO MEN LOOK FOR IN WOMEN?

When I’ve asked guys about what it is they actually love about a woman, one they are perhaps dating or otherwise, the response is usually to do with any of the following…

  • Having nice or big eyes
  • Good skin or body
  • Long hair
  • Good dress sense
  • Perfume
  • Being a good laugh, funny
  • Confidence

But WHAT ELSE captures a guy’s interest apart from the physical look of a woman or her personality traits? Continue reading “Beauty Defined – Seeing Beyond the Physical Looks” →

LOVE – Falling in Love with My own Hair

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by Rachel Mascord, Australia

Make-over aged 15

The first time I coloured my hair, I was fifteen years of age. It was in no way a gesture of teenage rebellion as my Mum took me to get it done. My naturally blonde hair had darkened to a colour that she called “mousey”. What an awful description for a colour! It was a word that said “drab”, “dull” and “plain”. In my desperation to be anything other than “drab, dull and plain” I readily agreed to the process, having recently been dismayed by my appearance in my Year 10 school photo. I thought myself too ugly for words. My hair was the focus of critical attention, and so willingly I surrendered to the offer for transformation via a hair makeover!

Hooked Transformation ­– from mousey to blond

So I was introduced to the wonderful world of hair colouring, and the medieval torture implement known as the streaking cap. For those who are unfamiliar with this device, it is a thick rubber cap that is pulled down over your head. You feel like every hair is being pulled out… slowly. It clenches on to your head for the entire period of the colouring process… about 40 minutes (feels like 4 hours). To add insult to injury, a fine crochet hook is used to gouge into the scalp to fish out strands of hair for bleaching. You sit, coated in blue peroxide, looking like a reject alien extra for Star Wars, but the result is a lovely, natural blonde effect.

That first appointment had me hooked. The pain and suffering were forgotten when my hair was revealed, all gleaming, blow-dried and sparkling. Ah! I was beautiful, blonde, not mousey, not drab and plain. Mum was delighted too, for her blonde daughter had been restored!

My mum’s relationship with her own hair was nothing short of tortured. She deeply hated her hair, was always dissatisfied with the colour, and I never recall her being happy with a cut. There was always something wrong, and she was always wishing her hair were different… straighter, blonder…. something else. She would tear the brush through her hair in self-loathing and fury, and it was truly awful to witness. I could never understand her self-hatred: why did she not just look in the mirror and see how lovely she was? She was a stunningly beautiful woman, but all she saw was hair that didn’t fit her picture of how hair should be. Continue reading “LOVE – Falling in Love with My own Hair” →