Sunday is for Imperfection
It is Sunday morning, and as I sit here contemplating how challenging of an endeavor it really is to write for 100 days, I remind myself that the challenge is mostly perceived because my mind is often wracked with thoughts of “ what can I write for it to be perfect today,” and “ what will they think of me for writing such things,” instead of the feelings of my heart which say “ it is not about being perfect, it is just about your commitment to doing what you said you would, because in doing so you are trusting yourself to show up, perfectly imperfect in all the ways it must be if you are to actually write and publish for 100 days. “
It is impossible to write something “perfect” everyday. This is the reminder I need to give myself, and as I consider it more deeply, it is the reminder we need to give ourselves often.
To be ruled by the head, which we all so easily are, is to be ruled by the beliefs of man, rather than by the sovereignty of your heart and soul. We will never make progress, move forward, or learn if we stay stuck in the fear-driven mind. And indeed, to keep going we must learn to trust in the connection to our heart, to know that no matter what happens “out there” — no matter what trial we may face, what names we may be called, what judgements may be cast upon us — that it all falls short when held to the light of the love that exists in our hearts for our…
