Why Being Perfectly Flawed is Perfect

In today’s world, we are bombarded with images of perfection reflecting on the shiny coated screens that display what society deems as the picture of perfection. The images of beauty flash before our eyes, giving us a definition of worth and what is acceptable in our world. We are given a cookie-cutout vision of what we are to mold ourselves into if we are to become anything valuable to anyone.

At every turn, we find ourselves being told how to be, what to think, what to like, and how to fit in. We feel the discomfort as we conform to become what is expected of us. We feel this misalignment deep inside ourselves and often miss the voice of pleading to us from within our inner depths, a voice that speaks of our truest desires, our dreams, and our aspirations. We know deep down inside, in those quiet moments in our lives, when we have time to reflect, that something feels amiss.

We define our own lives; it is not supposed to be the other way around. Look in the mirror. What do you see? We are often our own worst persecutors, waiting at every second to undermine, insult, and belittle our own efforts. Think about the last time you paid yourself a compliment. At times, that’s very seldom, if not at all. Most of the time we find ourselves looking at that mirror and saying things like, “I wish I had…, I wish I was…, I wish I wasn’t…” instead of, “I’m so glad I am…, I know I am…, I love who I am…” Even those who appear to be the most confident have their moments of insecurity and question their self-worth. Some mask their feelings with service, some with bitterness, some with a smile, and some with tears and seclusion. We all fight the same battles day after day. Some of us keep our emotions at bay, and some of us tell the world how we feel, hoping someone will reach out to help us.

We wait in hopes for others to tell us that we are worth something when we can’t even say it about ourselves. We wait for others to validate us, applaud our efforts, and give us that gold star that says, “You did it, now you have arrived, and I accept you as worthy.” We transfer our power to someone else to fulfill our needs; that intimate part in us that is so gentle, sensitive, and special. We aren’t told when we are young as children that the power has always been with us. We aren’t told there’s only one person in this life who can fulfill that void of self-acceptance that we all desire.

There is ONE who has been there with you the whole time, walking with you, talking with you, lying dormant, waiting for you to acknowledge their presence. This person is there when you cry, when you smile, when you are angry, when you are afraid, when you are lost, and when you are dreaming. It waits as you lie in slumber until you awaken to realize how magnificent you truly are. It waits for you to see that it has always been there to greet you with welcoming arms, with no judgment, with love, and to understand you like no other. It is the moment of utter quiet when you are with your Self.

You are always with your Self. “Your” being you, and “self” that other voice inside you; the voice from your heart like two intertwined to make one whole being. That is a part of you that will never leave you. We often think we are alone if not in the presence of another. Yet we don’t realize that we always have someone with us. Take note of all the times you have been “alone.” When you were thinking about something that happened throughout the day, or perhaps were upset about an event that took place that day, who did you converse with at that moment when you were alone? Who heard your every complaint, concern, and even your dorky joke and still laughed at it? YOU!

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