“Imperfection inspires invention, imagination, creativity. It stimulates. The more I feel imperfect, the more I feel alive.”
We look to be perfect in everything we do but only because we take a measuring stick and compare it with others.
The moment you stop comparing, you will see how you can take your imperfect moments and turn them into a moment of reflection, correction and redirection.
I call myself a creative imperfect clothes designer. When I get in front of my machine my imagination will just go wild. The moment that I get stuck trying to create I decide to open up YouTube to find a video that will give me the boost I need to get me back on track.
I like to do things quickly so I will find the quickest video that can give me some ideas because if it is over 7 to 10 minutes they will lose me. After studying this video over and over again I turn it off and tell myself you got this. After spending 4 hours some times trying to create what they did in 10 minutes give or take some time because they fast forward the video I look at the end results and get frustrated.
“The eye always fills in the imperfections.”
I know I am not alone when I say what the heck did I just do as I beat myself up with words because I just created the perfect MESS! However, after I reflect, correct and redirect my whole purpose of why I started I tell myself stop comparing and be an original. We have to have an example to follow but never use the example as the measuring tool of perfection.
My best work comes after my imperfect moments. The art of being perfect is to stop trying to be something you will never be. Accept the imperfections and grow from them.
“Maturity, one discovers, has everything to do with the acceptance of ‘not knowing.”
― Mark Z. Danielewski, House of Leaves
In August your expectation is that things will start to change. The end of summer is slowly approaching. Your relaxed routine is about to return to a hectic place for most people and the season as you know it is moving forward.
My August was all of this plus a multitude of storms all coming at one. I didn’t know if I needed an umbrella, windbreaker, an underground shelter or battle clothes. The uncertainty of not knowing what is going to happen next when you are dealing with an analytic person can be overwhelming.
The fight begin….
I over analyze everything but at times I just take the punches and roll with it!!! THIS AUGUST……Mayweather boxed me up for almost 30 whole days not ten rounds like you are used to but for a whole month!! I ducked and dodged but still felt like I had been in the fight of my life. Uncertainty of what is next had set in!
The storm came….
Everything I had held onto was in a whirlwind and I had to act like everything was still standing in the same place. Vision was so clouded from everything flying up and around me I could not see what was ahead of me.
Uncertainty and disbelief set in
Uncertainty is a silent killer to people who are used to having everything seemingly in order! The tears, the panic attacks, the unanswered prayers, the anger, the feeling of defeat and the despise for others who seems to be breezing through my August storm.
The tears were still flowing but I finally started to see a rainbow after the storm
As my August ends and September begins the lesson I took away from this all is winds come to blow you into the area that you are supposed to be in. Sometimes we focus so much on what is wrong that we don’t get a chance to see all the things that are right!
“Sometimes we are so habitual of judging people by their looks and their social status that we miss out on meeting and knowing some of the most amazing people in our lives” Aarti Khurana
Judgment can be a form of bondage if you allow it too keep you from taking the first step. We are all guilty of judging a book by its cover before we even turned the pages. If we are honest with ourselves this goes all the way back to our childhoods. We didn’t pick someone to play on your team because we felt they were not fast enough and they may have turned out to be the fastest kid. We didn’t want to play with someone because they had on dirty clothes not knowing that maybe they didn’t have a washer and dryer like we did. We talked about other children because they had scars and you may not have known they were being abused. We laughed at a kid because they ate so much at lunchtime but you did not know that would be the only meal they had throughout the day. We may choose not to talk to the pretty girl or handsome guy at school because you assume they think they are better than everyone else. However you did not know she was struggling with an eating disorder or he was contemplating suicide. I could make analogy after analogy but the moral of the story is that we miss out on knowing the most amazing people because of our habitual judgment of people.
Amazing people are not all bottled the same! Amazing people walk differently! Amazing people talk differently! Amazing people are living on the streets! Amazing people may live in a really big house and some may live in a run down neighborhood. Amazing people drive fancy cars and they also take the bus! Amazing people are entertainers, the lunch aid or the teacher at your child’s school! Amazing people are not defined by the body shape, skin color, economic or social statuses!
What makes a person amazing is the content of their heart! We will never know the content of a person’s heart if we continue to overlook them. Even though my eyes may be deceiving at times I stopped looking and starting seeing that my life was filled with the most amazing people!