Perfection’s Imperfection

My mom tells me
That her mom told her
That if everything were perfect
We’d be in heaven.

I’ve let perfection lure me
Into its barren landscape long enough.
I’m letting go of idealized outcomes and performances.
I’m embracing the muddy garden and all its mess.

I’m almost perfect in my imperfection;
I just need a little more practice.

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Published by Amy @ Generous Wisdom | Spacious Heart

Amy's work centers around the embodied experience of love's spaciousness and is grounded in brain, body, and heart-based wisdom. She teaches yoga, meditation, & writing as a way to cultivate tender self-love that supports empathy and compassion-driven work in the world. Check out her bio @amysecrist.com.

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