Not being perfect? Perfect for what? Is a humming bird or an elephant more perfect? Perhaps what you seek is to become the most perfect version of yourself, and that kind of soul-gardening is never done, thankfully. As long as you live, you will have purpose when you live via the essence of love and goodness.
Not being perfect is a statement of obviousness, for we are born with fairly blank brains to mature and grow. What is perfect? Where is perfect? For all I see is a road that goes ever into a horizon, a journey that is ever present, and that bare souls walking that road is the very essence of being alive, the very purpose for which we are born.
Not being perfect is normal, and a blessing. For how else can you have empathy with the struggles of others? When you see yourself as you are, as a mythical magical mirror would show you, then and only then do you have hope of real and lasting improvement.
You’re probably feeling like you know me by now, getting a feeling for who I am, what my background might be. But you don’t know, not really. I’ll tell you things about me later on, things no-one else knows just to show you that I’ve made mistakes too, that I can get angry, feel vengeful and hate. I’ll show you my own darkness. I haven’t been “fully awake” since childhood, that’s over twenty years of “sleeping,” plenty of time to make mistakes, have regrets. I still make errors in fact, but I’m learning to reduce them bit by bit. Knowing more doesn’t make you perfect, on the contrary, it shows you just how imperfect you are and how much there is to work on. But I digress, as is in my nature, I was about to make an introduction of sorts… but you look like you want to ask a question.
Found in Are you awake yet? - first draft, authored by Daisy.
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