Perfect is a trap. What does it even look like? The picture of a happy family on the cover of a magazine, a flawless woman, a dream home. I call bullshit on the whole thing. We are perfectly perfect in our imperfect perfection. You are exactly how and who you were meant to be. Don’t let the word or idea scare you.
Be perfectly you.
There is no perfect life, but there are perfect moments.
There is perfection to the parts of your life you seem imperfect. Without problems, there would be no solutions. Without a need for more, there would be no inventions. Without wanting, yearning, desiring more, there would be no learning, searching, discovering. Without an openness to create more in our lives, we would never have love partners, make babies, or do anything new. We would be stuck in how perfect it already is. Living in the moment, you can feel the perfection in each moment because it exists, and then we are in another moment. Be present with the perfect in the moment, rather than having to have all the details look perfect or fit a standard.
This is where laughing at how imperfect and lousy a moment is, when someone literally spills milk instead of crying over it, is the perfect moment. It creates giggle fests. The funniest stories are not the “perfect” ones, but rather the messy, silly, I-can’t-that-happened moments. There is joy is not looking for or needing perfect, but finding each moment to be perfect. Take a deep breath. It’s all perfect.
Have a great day all, go out and be perfectly you!