Striving for the perfect????

Soulmates.

Everyone searches for one at some point in their lives. They cast their nets amongst the sea, hoping to catch the one “fish” they are destined for. But then they question every date – is this one right for me? Is this one I can see myself spending a life with? Is this one compatible? Or should I keep looking? Sometimes, even years later, they question if they let one slip through their fingers.

Life is funny that way sometimes.

The world is funny that way too. We keep hoping for perfection, but all we find is mess. We strive for certainty, and find the path we currently tread is murky at best. We wait for opportunities, grasping at straws. We make decisions, hoping what we are doing is right and that those affected will understand why we do what we do. We hoard things in worry, never looking around to see that maybe we have to let go of what we know to find the life we are destined to lead.

Is this the right choice for me, or should I keep waiting? Should I really do that instead of this? If I say what’s on my mind, I already know someone will have a problem with it, so why even bother? What’s the point of doing this instead of that?

We strive for perfection in a world that a far cry from perfect.

We get caught up on getting things right, on making the correct choices, on being the kind of person others want us to be. But in the process, we lose out on the story we are supposed to be writing. We lose out on the good things that surround us because we’re so focused on making the perfect choice that we miss the opportunity for that choice. We let our perfections be the enemy of all that is good and magic in the world. And as a result, we find ourselves falling short, of not being good enough, of letting down those that care about us the most because we are too busy trying to be the better person. We want to be perfect, but we already are imperfectly perfect. And that should be our goal.

Life is messy. Relationships are messy. Our decisions and choices are often messy. But if we keep shooting for perfection and waiting for the right choice to come along, we miss the magic that seems to turn all of that mess into something beautiful, the story we are supposed to write, the painting we can only make sense of, the tapestry of threads that becomes the masterpiece of our lives.

Seek good, not perfection. Allow for the messes of life. Worry not about getting it all right or agreeing with everyone or maintaining the status quo, but write the story you were meant to write. Make the magic you were destined to make. And seek out those who nourish your soul, regardless of whether or not they are your soulmates.

Stay magical, friends.

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