“Our paths forward are never clear, despite our need to control and predict, days unfold while we live them, when we stop and see, everything within.”
We are not flawed, we are not broken, in fact we are, perfectly imperfect. In life we are constantly striving, constantly in search of that beautiful future, a time when things fall into place. But the future is now, there is no guarantee beyond this, only today and the meaning we give it. Our paths forward are never clear, despite our need to control and predict, days unfold while we live them, when we stop and see, everything within.
It is not clear to me when I started really seeing life differently, although admittedly I have always seen with an artist’s eye towards a bigger picture, but now that picture is wider, deeper and tad more in focus. It has taken me years of struggle to move through the muck of pain to arrive where I am, and will continue for the rest of my life. But somewhere a shift occurred, a light has fallen, illuminating my path forward. To say that I am enlightened is an impossible truth, I am merely open to the possibility of change, the possibility of better: perfectly imperfect.
“To see the imperfections of who we are and where we are, eases where we wish to go, building bridges and marking maps.”
Life provides ample beauty to experience, and with it its opposite, how we react is part of the pendulum, how the future plays out and what momentum builds. To react upon is to act upon, pushing what we think, forward. To see the imperfections of who we are and where we are, eases where we wish to go, building bridges and marking maps.
