The Perfection of Imperfection

The Perfection of Imperfection

Imperfection

What if my imperfections were my road map for growth and becoming more perfectly, joyfully me?

What if embracing and supporting my imperfections could lead me to spaces I’ve never been before?

I am not perfect. And I desire to feel totally happy letting the external world know this truth. No matter the situation.

Inside, I am aware that I am imperfect, but I hold a hesitancy to accept this truth. I waste my valuable energy trying to resist this truth internally, and trying to portray otherwise to the external world.

The Perfection of Imperfection

Because My Gut Says So

Gut Feeling

I can find it pretty easy to question my feelings, especially when they’re contrary to the people around me.

I might decide I’m being illogical, or overly emotional, or perhaps unreasonable. Whatever I choose, I’ll determine the uncomfortable feeling is something I can and should disregard.

I do this despite knowing that I have, like you, sharply honed instincts – deeply imbedded likes, dislikes, talents, and struggles – that are as much a part of me as my limbs.