Finding PERFECTION in IMPERFECTION… Seeing the MASTERPIECE in the MESS.
My life is PERFECT. I really believe that. I love everything about my life, and wouldn’t trade places with anyone in the world.
AND… it’s totally an imperfect mess at times, complete with heartache, stress, frustration and every other human emotion that we have.
I’ve been through bankruptcy and financial stress, divorce and breakups, illness and all of the day to day chaos that erupts in our lives.
… and I wouldn’t change a thing.
I believe that everything in my life has been DIVINELY ORCHESTRATED as my own personal curriculum in this school of life, to help me expand and reach my potential.
For me, perfection doesn’t mean a life without problems. It means a life rich with opportunities for me to grow, and to learn and to feel deeply.
PERFECTION is a PERCEPTION, that’s all. It’s the lens through which we see our world and the experiences that we have that matter… and, as conscious creators, we are always, always at choice as to how we choose to perceive the world.
Imagine for a moment you and I were walking in a grove of aspens in the mountains, and I were to ask you to find the PERFECT TREE.
As you search among all the different trees you notice that some are tall, and some are short. Some are thick and some are narrow. Some are thick with leaves, and others are more barren. All of them, every single one of them, is twisted, and knotted, and covered with different scars from their lives.
So which one is perfect?
It may be that there are some that you like more than others, but at the end of the day, you would realize, THEY ARE ALL PERFECT. EVERY ONE.
It’s interesting how much we accept the imperfection of nature, yet judge the imperfection of ourselves.
What if we chose, in a real and deep and profound way, to love all of the IMPERFECTION in of us.
What if we chose to love, everything we use to judge.
I lam learning to love me. Every bit.
I love how I have a pointy nose, and my left eye is a little squintier than my right because of the go cart accident I had when I was a kid. I love the scar on my arm from when I nearly died in a hiking accident, and the new scar on my forehead. I love the excessive fur that grows on my chest. I love that sometimes I’m forgetful. I love that sometimes I have a dirty mind. I love that I am not afraid to fail, in fact I am really good at it. I love that I’m lazy sometimes, and sometimes extremely prideful. I love that I’ve made countless mistakes in my relationships and my work, and that I keep trying to be better …
In the midst of all my weaknesses and imperfections, I know that GOD CREATED ME PERFECTLY. Like you, I am his greatest creation, and this life that he gave me… this messy and confusing and sometimes challenging life, is His PERFECT GIFT to me.
… and somehow, when we allow ourselves to accept and love the perfection in ourselves, we can really see the perfection in those around us.
YOU, you my friend, are PERFECT, just the way you are.
There is nothing you need to do, and nothing you need to change to be perfect, or to qualify for God’s love. Sure, there may be some messiness in the current masterpiece of your life that you are in the process of learning from, but in no way, do those imperfections take away from your stunning, amazing and remarkable perfection right now.
I love you.
Be kind to yourself, and find joy in the imperfection of your messy masterpiece of a life today.
– your brother in love and light.