Everyone (I hope) has been graced by one of those moments when the most everyday sight is the most beautiful thing you have ever seen. If you have children it's almost common - those moments that take your breath away. It is one of the rewards for the unremitting labor of being a parent. It is love that makes such moments possible; the vulnerability of love. The revelation of beauty that love provides is graced by gratitude. You realize how much you have, what a gift it is to be there witnessing whatever it might be.
It is such a different kind of beauty than which is constructed to stimulate our desire to consume. That beauty is all about surface gloss, ownership, power or the wish for power or status or some kind of momentary feeling of success. It is not about love at all. It is a chimera, and the pursuit of it, even if momentarily successful, is never satisfying.