Your Mistakes Aren’t Fatal, They’re Just Shooting Stars
Let go of perfection so you can enjoy life
I found some solid cherry wood dressers at a garage sale for a song and decided to take them home for my boys’ bedroom. They’d never had matching dressers and I loved the solid construction and craftsmanship of these pieces. The problem was they were heavy and dark and the boys shared a small attic bedroom. I knew we would have to transform them.
We selected a Buzz Lightyear and Sherrif Woody theme and went to town decorating the room, complete with glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling. When it was time to paint the dressers we decided to make them red, white, and blue and sponge paint stars on the drawer fronts. I taught them how to sand, prime, and prep the dresser and then we painted.
Once the paint was dry, we commenced with the fun part: the stars! With various sized sponges cut into star shapes, we dipped into the white, red, and blue paint and stamped across the drawer fronts. I, in typical perfectionist fashion, was careful not to smudge or drip or place any of my stars too close to others.
It was going well until Sean — aged 4— dragged a star across the drawer instead of lifting off straight. I sighed and said, “Oh, Sean, you smudged it.” Without missing a beat, he replied, “No, mom, that’s just a shooting star!”
I looked at it and indeed it was a shooting star — the most special of all the stars — the ones we used to hang out on the beach late into the night to look for each summer on the shores of Lake Huron. And thus God spoke to me: Your mistakes aren’t fatal, Mary. You don’t need to be perfect, to perform, to get it all right. I’ve already gotten it right for you. I just want you to enjoy the process — this beautiful life I’ve given you.
Ah, I wish I could say I transformed overnight and stopped being the perfect star stamper, but alas, the false self that we’ve invested so much time in does not let go that easily. I fussed and fumed my way — Martha-ish — through life trying to make everything orderly and well…perfect. It was a driving force that I was not able to relinquish to God… until I was.
I’ve learned a lot about perfectionism and being a perfectionist since that day when the wisdom of a child broke through a longheld mindset. If you’re like me and you tackle the world with a perfectionist approach, take heart — you’re not broken or wrong — you just need to learn to let go.
I won't promise that it’s easy or happens overnight, but I will promise you that you can learn to be safe and joyful in the imperfections of life.
Shame is what drives the perfectionist, in case you haven’t yet connected that. Recognizing this truth will transform your thinking.
Perfectionism is rooted in shame
Shame says You cannot screw up. everything will far apart if you do and you will look foolish or be scorned and ridiculed. So get it right the first time and every time!
This is a punishing and grueling way to live and it extends far beyond sponge painting stars onto dressers. It impacts how we parent, our work ethic, our body image and so forth. However, if you can start looking at your efforts as shooting stars instead of fatal mistakes, you can understand your place in the universe.
Brene Brown is a master at exposing shame in our lives and if you are willing to let go of the perfectionism that strangles the joy in your life, I invite you to start with her research and teaching.





