I often get thoroughly disheartened with my small little failures in everyday life. The chocolate raffle donations that are now melting in my car instead of being handed in by my children to their school. The beautiful dress that makes me feel like a million dollars with a tomato stain on the front. The perfect present that I spent so much time finding that I inevitably have forgotten to send. The examples are endless and definitely as a result of trying to do everything all the time. This on the ball energy can only be maintained if the balance is right and there are no other overpowering problems within your life – so why do we get so fixated on being this annoyingly perfect?
But it got me thinking what if everything I did was perfect? No one else would have to lift a finger or help me out. A pretty lonely existence and a huge expectation on others to keep up with that perfection. I often find that these moments of being totally human are qualities I admire in others and am thankful that I am not alone in this constant battle. Perfection is a fantasy.
In fact, these ‘failures’ are simply life’s way of asking me to slow down and reach out to someone else to do a task or two. These moments should make me stop, take a deep breath and listen to my inner voice telling me that these things are not important. These challenges are lessons to get me to communicate with others within my support network and ask for help. We know that life isn’t always straight forward and easy; and naturally we should be living in a community that is supportive.
From now on I shall not look at all the things that should have gone right, which my half-addled mind denied me. I shall look at all the hundreds of things I do daily to ensure my family are happy, to be able to go to work and earn money; and celebrate that. If I manage to cross something else off the list then that deserves a treat.
In the meantime, I shall continue to wear my fluorite crystal and work calmly through the list of things that need to be done. I shall remember to breathe through the frustration and remind myself out loud ‘I am perfectly imperfect’. And I suggest you join me!
