Perfection is dead!

I realized at one point that the most beneficial thing I can do for me is to give myself time.

Not just be patient with me, but be with me. Daily. To wake up early in the morning and sit with me over coffee, look in the mirror, and say nice words. To smile honestly and therefore choose to be happy.

That sounds good, doesn’t it? But…

…but I admit, it doesn’t always work out for me. There are days when I forget about myself being overwhelmed by the sound of the mind. I have long understood that perfection is dead, and in its place, there is an imperfection that I could not avoid.

This imperfection… well, it can be perfect in its way or it can destroy us.

The truth is that we see in life only what we choose to see. And we have only two options: perfectly imperfect or terribly imperfect.

I realized at one point that it would be time to start reflecting on the parts of me that I considered unacceptable. I was in a constant struggle with them. I laid them out on a piece of paper, thinking that this way I would be able to find out how I could improve them. It did not work.

The harsher I criticized myself, the more I felt totally imperfect. I ran after green horses on the walls. That is, after the perfection that I will never achieve. How scared I could be of the downsides! And the harder I ran from them, the more they became my nightmare. That’s how I started to be afraid of myself. This was the lack of self-love that generated my fear, stress, and suffering…

But then I began to accept my flaws. Thus I offered myself indulgence and became more tolerant of myself.

Can you live perfectly imperfectly??

Of course!

When we are open to the totality of our nature, we stop deluding ourselves that life can be perfect. We can accept ourselves as we are, without hiding from our feelings. This way we will be able to overcome the bad moments more easily, and the fear of us will disappear.

Let’s not pay so much attention to negative feelings. The world we live in and the whole of nature is proof that antagonism is normal. Everything is yin and yang, negative and positive, good and bad… This is the totality of the human being.

Instead of judging and fighting on the spot, we could rather choose tolerance for ourselves. Only in this way will we be able to observe and focus more on our positive sides.

I understood at one point that perfection is dead… and since then I am perfect in my imperfection. And when I failed, I met up with me for coffee.

I may not be perfect, but I’m fine as I am.

All the best around you to gather!