Perfect. What is Perfect?

Seems we throw the idea of 'Perfection' around in every aspect of life. How did this happen? Where did it come from? Why is 'Perfect' so important; all the time?


Yesterday a great friend reminded me how obsolete Perfect is. Nobody is Perfect. No need to be Perfect. No need for anxiety to reach Perfection. Rationally all makes sense. But Perfect exists everywhere. How can this be if Perfect isn't even 'real'?

What was everything but a conversation about Perfection, has had me thinking about Perfect all day. What is Perfect? I think I've figured it out. Perfect is everything but what we make it to be. Perfection is not reaching the 'perfect weight', having the 'perfect pair of jeans', baking the 'perfect batch of cookies', hosting the 'perfect party', 'color-coordinating perfectly (the decor, this evening's outfit, every kitchen towel)', owning the 'perfect home' or looking outside at a 'perfect backyard'.

Perfect is a realization. Perfect is being conscious of the moment and grateful for that moment, in that moment. Perfect is a sense of awareness - an understanding of time and true being. Gratitude, consciousness and Perfection are hand-in-hand. Without gratitude Perfect does not exist. And without realizing how much the 'now' has to offer, Perfect does not exist. Living 'now' revels true Perfection. We can not 'live' for a Perfect world - rather let's 'live' the Perfect world.

I thank you Friend for reminding me about Perfect. It is amazing how easily we can become (and how easy it is to fall) so out of touch with something so, so, very *simple*.