I started getting daily affirmations sent to my phone so that I can 100% complete my transformation into an over-the-top, new-age, self-help zealot.
(Insert knowing giggle here because do we not ALL have that one friend on social media who is that person? Well, I’m becoming her. BRACE YO’SELF.)
Today’s affirmation was “Right now you are perfect – as there is no other way you can be, now.” And I’m like, “Hell yeah!” but then I’m like, “Wait. If I’m perfect why am I trying so hard to be better?”
I know Brené Brown wrote a whole book about finding perfection in your imperfections but I didn’t read it and now I’m trying to figure out what does it mean to love yourself as you are, but to also focus on trying to be better? Am I just getting twisted up in semantics with my brain saying: YOU CAN’T BE PERFECT IN YOUR IMPERFECTIONS. THAT IS NOT WHAT PERFECT MEANS?!
But then I look at my kids who I love unconditionally and it all falls into place. I can easily see them as perfect even in their imperfections. And more importantly – I want them to see it and feel it whole-heartedly. And that is something I’ve been coming back to a lot in the last chunk of my life…trying to train myself to love myself like I love my children. To fill my heart with affirmations of love and acceptance like I try to do for them every day.
I look at my children and of course I see their flaws, ESPECIALLY THE DAY AFTER I DID LAUNDRY AND AT LEAST HALF OF WHAT I WASHED WAS CLOTHES NO ONE WORE THAT JUST GOT THROWN IN THE LAUNDRY BECAUSE THEY CHANGED THEIR MIND ABOUT WEARING THEM AND DID NOT WANT TO PUT THEM UP.
But I also still feel they are perfect in these moments exactly as they are because my love for them is so pure and true that I can see the perfection as the whole package. So I need to work on seeing that in myself…perfection in my imperfections. That the perfection is more about LOVE. You can perfectly love something that is imperfect. The love for myself can be perfect. And that’s what I need to focus on more in myself.
Or maye I just need to read Brené Brown’s book.