It is only
imperfection that complains of what is imperfect. The more perfect we are the
more gentle and quiet we become towards the defects of others. [Joseph Addison]
It never ceases to amaze me how much I judge and assess
without even KNOWING I am DOing so. I am DOing a little experiment with
standing aside from myself and watching me, with an insider’s perspective.
It might sound a little goofy, but that’s
just how I play somedays.
My imperfections are plentiful. In fact, I discover new ones
daily. And the plural is intentional. My how I can keep my hands full with just
myself!!!
Once we realize that
imperfect understanding is the human condition there is no shame in being
wrong, only in failing to correct our mistakes.
[George Soros]
Sometimes I think mistakes are the greatest invention. The
way of Life that is a constant practise. And yet it is all AS IS and Right Now.
I DO think correcting mistakes has its place, but revering them is also a
pretty good way to go.
I am also noticing that I lean more deeply into my
imperfections, fearless of BEing swallowed up in them… whole. With no exit.
Period. The End.
I know Now that BEing imperfect is BEing. Had I understood
this BEfore, well…
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