Transformation takes place in God's Presence and inspires us to great things, just as the stained-glass artist and my father expressed their love of God in their artwork, which in turn lifts my soul and inspires me to glorify Him even more.
I've been a hairdresser for over twenty years and in that time, working across the TV and music business as well as magazines with the likes of Lady Gaga and Chris Martin, I have had the pleasure (usually) to run my hands through the hair of quite a few famous faces...or should I say heads!
Some of the most famed faux pas of the past are also turning up on fashionable faces in the beauty realm, from matte finishes to matching lipstick to blue eyeliner.
There is always that hidden bit of subtext. You are so gorgeous... now. As if the girl in the photo they are holding in their hands is somehow less than the girl standing in front of them. As if all of my worth is somehow tied up in how much I do or do not weigh.
This man hears secrets that I tell no one else. When life seems tangled, he gets to the root. His hands make me tingle in ways that are head and shoulders beyond what anyone else can do for me, or what I can do for myself. I'm talking, of course, about my hair stylist.
We are the electric life force that traverses the universe. We are the magic we silently yearn for but don't dare to embrace fully, always... because we've been taught by the ancient, ongoing ping-pong of society and media to desire what they tell us... because we've been conditioned to be afraid to speak up and stand out.
We have come to directly associate beauty with appearance over time, so that now no one would use the word to praise somebody's personality. Maybe that is the starting point, each of us this week need to use the word when talking about something non physical. We need to reclaim the word, something marvellous, amazing, outstanding. We need to close our eyes and see the beauty.
Traditionally body image hang-ups have been widely accepted as something of a 'women's problem.' However, over the past decade, there has been a growing trend of men becoming increasingly body anxious and insecure.
Let's take a closer look at how pervasive our own blind spots are and see where, in society, we're most likely to change.
We keep telling ourselves that we should be flawless. When our lives falls short of our imaginary utopia, we get scared and lash out at ourselves and those we love. Our society worships perfection, photoshopping out wrinkles and bulges of our starving models.
I am a Jew, by heritage and ethnicity. No one in my family is particularly religious; I don't think any of us believe in God.
Self-esteem can be a lifelong pursuit. We may feel unworthy, and can't see ourselves as having great value while we try to find our place in the world.
When most people think of transhumanist art, they think of science fiction movies and novels. Of course, these forms of art have done much to promote transhumanism and the inevitable tech-dominated future.
Why am I even thinking about a tattoo for the first time, at the age of 53, with grown children and aging parents and memberships to three synagogues on Manhattan's Upper West Side? Why do I keep on asking myself what sign, what image, which words, what message I would want marked on my body? Is this a sign of mid-life crisis? Is it a diversion from more important matters?
So, how serious can we be about getting a great workout when we're worried about our hair? The truth is that the two go together quite nicely.
What do stars do when they've played the part of the adorable girl next door or hopeless romantic for 20+ years? What methods are taken to ensure the...