I hurriedly stuck my hand into my bag looking for my keys. Rushing, feeling frustrated, feeling like there were too many things to do and not enough time, getting irritated with myself for not being compassionate with myself because “I should know better” (how’s that for a mindfulness teacher’s guilt?!)…instead of finding my keys, I pulled out my daughter’s bracelet she made at church with “TRUST” spelled out on little beads that her tiny hands strung together.
I sat there on my front step, paused with the bracelet in my hand, noticing how some of the letters were upside down. And I started to smile. I chuckled out loud, let out a long exhale, looked down at this beautiful bracelet in my hand as I thought, “The holy is in the imperfect. Trust that.”
When we need a reminder of what we can trust in:
~ Trust that everything is imperfect and that’s ok.
~ Trust that things don’t have to be perfect to be ok.
~ Trust that every mom struggles with who she is and who she wants to be.
~ Trust that your partner wants you for who you are – post-baby body, ponytail in a baseball cap, and just. as. you. are.
~ Trust that your children see you more kindly and more clearly than you see yourself.
~ Trust that there is no one right way to follow your heart.
~ Trust that you were put on this planet for a reason and that even your self-doubt can’t get in the way of you shining, making a difference in this world.
~ Trust that being broken opens you up to a deeper power within you and a deeper sense of compassion.
~ Trust that it’s not all up to you, that something bigger is holding you, inviting you to laugh, and offering you deep rest.
~ Trust that by doing what brings you joy in your daily life – one little decision at a time to follow that joy in your heart – you lead a beautiful life and it inspires others to do the same.
I say I want to drop the perfect – the idea that there is a perfect way to love, parent, cook, work – but the fact is that many of us have spent decades believing there’s a “perfection” to be obtained. And that conditioning takes daily doses of softening, gentleness and compassion to shift. Little daily doses of “this is perfectly imperfect and that’s not only ok – it’s beautiful. It’s holy.”
So, mama..
~ here is to letting go of the struggle for perfection to embrace the peace and beauty of imperfection.
~ here is to experiencing the real, raw, broken, and beautiful truth of being human.
~ Here is to trusting that imperfection isn’t full of flaws, “have to’s”, shoulds, struggling, and trying harder; imperfection is full of the holy.
Blessings,
