I certainly don’t have it all figured out.
I fall. I fail. I make stupid mistakes. And occasionally I get too emotional and my anxiety comes in to play its ridiculous games.
Nope, not all figured out.
And that is ok.
I always used to think it was a “problem.” I thought my shortcomings and screw-ups made me unworthy of getting my words out into the world. My “coulda, woulda, shouldas” tell me stories that I don’t know whether or not to believe.
There was that lame “day late, dollar short” bullsh*t mindset.
Looking back, I can now pinpoint many of the events and the unkind words and the less successful moments that brought me to self-sabotage.
I think so many of us do this.
We focus on what we could have done, under different circumstances would have done, or what we perhaps… just maybe… but not certainly… it depends… let me think about it more…. should have done.
But instead think… if we did “that” particular thing, would we be who we are? If the past was altered would you be that which you are at this moment in time? Regardless of how you feel about current and present YOU… if any other decision or experience had altered things… you would not be the one with the story to tell, the passion to pursue, the help to give, the lesson to teach, the difference to make, the lives to change, the legacy to leave… do you get what I’m saying here?
I think perfection is stupid, honestly. I’d never claim it. I will strive to be the best ME until the day I die, but I will never, in regards to anything, even consider “perfection” to be a realistic thing. Far too often, people strive for perfection, often without realizing it.
We, myself included, have had moments where we focus on how we lacked, how we missed the mark, even if we came just inches away. Why do we beat ourselves up? We are human. And not only is that ok, that there is beautiful.
My mentors say things like “Perfectly Imperfect. And Perfect Sucks.” And I resonate with that 100%.
Recently, I’ve been focusing on my successes. But I’ll be real with you, there have been failures too. And I say that with a smile, because I’ve learned and grown a “sh*t ton” from them.
I have come to understand that focusing on our great moments and milestones is what helps us press on. Life is not meant to be perfect, it is meant to be an adventure.
Have you ever read a book where everything works out just as hoped… no adversity… no setbacks… no struggle?
Have you heard someone tell a story where everything started out great, continued great, ended great…
People don’t often tell stories or write books like that. No one would listen. No one would relate. They wouldn’t care.
We’re put on this planet for our own reason, in our own season.
We are ALL meant for something.
It’s not necessarily meant to be easy. It’s the human experience. It’s our story. There will be less than stellar moments, and heartache, tears, and a lot of crap to sort through.
There will also be laughter, friendships, love, success, beauty, and a sense of true purpose.
You don’t need to have it figured out, friends.
Ride the wave and trust your heart. You are the hero of your story.