We often speak down to ourselves when we see our reflection in a mirror. We point out lines, rolls, uneven textures and we allow ourselves to feel lesser because we consider these to be blemishes not beauty. We think if we could just change these undesirable flaws we would feel content, we could accept ourselves because we look what we feel is acceptable. What happens when we look at a mountain with its rugged lines and jagged cliffs or when we look into a body of water and see a ripple? We observe in awe, the wonders of nature and the bounty of…