Always hid myself
Behind makeup
Behind fancy clothing
Behind needing to always be with people
But what I'm realizing
Is that I am still beautiful
Even more so maybe
Without makeup
With my acne
With my scars
With my beautiful curvy body
With wearing simplier comfier clothing
With embracing my natrual gifts and talents
Loves and joys
By opening up my heart to life
But still keeping to my boundaries
By being more present
By admiring the orange trees and flowers growing on the side of the road
With my coffee and prayers in hand
To appreciate the books
The seen and the unseen
To love and care for planet earth
To help others feel loved in my presence
And to live a slower life
To love my traditions my roots
To appreciate where I came from
While still loving and embracing my current Israeli life ✨
Things don't need to be perfect or photoedited
To be beautiful and pure
In fact in a world of plastic surgeries and fakness
Maybe it is that much more beautiful to be real and raw ✨🧿