One morning, while on holiday in my favourite place in the world, I woke early – very early. My mind restless and unable to get back to sleep, I decided I may as well get up and see if I could see the sunrise. The light here is beautiful and I don’t think I will ever get tired of looking at the sunsets and sunrises and this morning’s sunrise was no exception. As I walked down to the sea, the sky slowly lightened to soft pinks and brilliant oranges behind the silhouette of the harbour casting a beautiful golden glow over the sea.
Carl Rogers described people to be as ‘wonderful as sunsets’. I think people are both beautiful and messy. Marred and wounded by life’s experiences, messy and uncontainable but nevertheless beautiful. To me it is symbolic of the beauty, depth and complexity of human nature. People can’t be contained, categorised or put into boxes. We are who we are in all of our expressions – strengths, weaknesses, sorrows, joys and everything in between. Beautiful as the sunrise.

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