The most unhappy people I know are perfectionists. From my observations they have several things in common; they don’t smile, they make the lives of those closest to them miserable, and they are unhappy. When we accept our imperfections and faults we can let the imperfections and missteps of others slide. When we let things slide suddenly relationships improve. Suddenly the sun’s a bit brighter and the sky a bit bluer. We are all in a state of becoming. We are imperfect. It’s why forgiveness is a big deal. Forgiving ourselves and forgiving others because we are imperfect heals wounds that otherwise would continue to fester. Welcome to our imperfect world let’s smile, sing, and dance our way through our imperfections.
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Today’s Poem: If I Could Live My Life Again – Anonymously Attributed
If I could Live My Life Again
Anonymous
If I could live again my life,
In the next – I’ll try,
– to make more mistakes,
I won’t try to be so perfect,
I’ll be more relaxed…
I’ll take fewer things seriously..
I’ll take more risks,
I’ll take more trips,
I’ll watch more sunsets,
I’ll climb more mountains,
I’ll swim more rivers,
I’ll go to more places I’ve never been
I’ll eat more ice cream I’ll have more real problems and less imaginary ones If I could live again – I will travel light
If I could live again – I’ll try to work bare feet at the beginning of spring till the end of autumn,
I’ll watch more sunrises …If I have the life to live
