Perfectly Imperfect

Perfectly Imperfect Rhodochrosite - Denver Museum of Nature & Science

"Perfection can be intellectually stimulating, but things that are slightly imperfect have soul"

~Alex Calderwood~

My head is full of things that are combining to cause a great deal of stress, even though there really is no need for me to be anxious about anything. But you see, I’ve mastered the art of worry and it’s a very difficult habit to break.

This coming Saturday, my son, Luke and his beloved, Ashleigh will wed on the Big Island of Hawaii! I am so excited that my heart literally skips a beat every time I think of it. But that is also the cause of my unnecessary concern I want everything to be perfect for them.

Thus the quote above, I am trying to remember that the slightly imperfect is okay, in fact it’s better than okay, it’s real and honest and full of the soul and what more could I ask for two of the most wonderful people on the planet and their special day?

Absolutely nothing because imperfect is just right and love - aloha - always wins … always!

Aloha nui loa …

Hope Blooms

Where the flower blooms, so does hope.

~Lady Bird Johnson~

Maybe...

Bright and early this morning I came across the following quote:

"... why are you trying so hard to fit in,

when you were born to stand out?"

~Oliver James~

Several hours later this quote floated over my computer screen:

"Clients don't understand their success

is reliant on standing out."

~Don Draper~

Think the Universe is trying to tell me something?

Neither do I!

Start Now

The ultimate goal of life is to discover who you really are.

Behind all the confusion is a beautiful flower blooming one petal at a time,

slowly revealing intense beauty coming to this world.

All opportunities – events, obstacles, people, books – are available to help you discover who you are.

Start making the most of them in every way possible.

Letting Go

Letting go seems to be a reoccurring necessity in my life, a task that requires time and thought and always some sort of action on my part. Letting go means to literally release something, to “free” that person, place or thing of desire or need. Letting go means giving-up and often times giving-in regardless of the outcome. Letting go means releasing expectation and dreams, allowing one to experience the void that is caused by the departure of whatever is no longer of benefit or good.

Letting go is a painful process for me – to say it is difficult would be a grand understatement – and no matter how strongly my head speaks the truth to my heart … “this is the right thing”- “this is necessary to grow”- “you’ll be a better, stronger person once it’s done”- blah blah blah … my heart tends to turn a blind eye and deaf ear to logic and rational thinking choosing instead to hold on – just a little bit longer – in hopes that the letting go will not actually be necessary, in hopes that the letting go is all just a big mistake.

My holding on, in turn causes pain and feebly repetitious attempts to change the outcome until finally the deed is done, every tear has been shed, every pleading denied, every breath of hope for what was is gone, till that moment when all that is left is me. Just me. Perhaps still curled into myself with the ache from the newly created void, but just me and I have to begin again, to open my tear filled eyes and seek out the glimmer of hope that is waiting for me. Because just as a tulip pushes itself up through the once frozen soil so does one’s soul – my soul.

From the pain of letting go, I am stronger and I am a better person and yes, the pain was necessary to foster my growth. Just as the cold of winter is necessary for a full a bed of tulips, the painful cold of my past can cultivate new and hopefully beautiful growth.

So as spring is fully here and the melt of winter has begun, I have let go (again) and I wait with anticipation for the first sprouts of my new growth – excited to see what beauty my soul will next create.