For as long as I can remember, i’ve always wanted to be my own definition of perfect. To me that meant having the “perfect” body, hair, smile, makeup, and clothes. My idea of perfection branched out to all areas of my life: grades, career choice, whether everyone liked me or not, and my personality.
This is a pretty personal topic for me, as it’s something I based my life off of for the longest time. In fact, up until I started my spiritual journey, I was always on a path to “perfection.” I say this word in quotes because perfection simply doesn’t exist. Everyone knows this, although we sometimes convince ourselves so deeply otherwise.
Unfortunately all these ideas of perfection really began to clash with who I truly am. I wanted to be more reserved, quiet, and proper.. instead I am loud, outgoing, and laugh like a dolphin. I wanted to be thin, toned, and tan, but instead my body is more comfortable being a little curvy, athletic, and in need of self-tanner in the winter.
When I started studying spirituality and applying it to my life, I thought I needed to change myself. I thought I needed to be more quiet, more calm, a reservoir for peace. I tried and would inevitably fail, ultimately leading me to believe I was a horrible person. Turns out I will probably never be quiet, calm, or completely chilled-out. I hadn’t realized yet that this was okay.
It wasn’t until recently that I realized I could be myself and still be on a spiritual journey. Being spiritual doesn’t mean you’re perfect: that you never judge, that you never gossip, or you never lie. Being spiritual is about trying so that when you do judge, gossip, or lie, you can look within, see what’s going on, and try to do better next time.
I often set personal standards for myself that I feel I should live up to in my spiritual life. I always remind myself this whole journey is about progress not perfection. This applies to everything in life! Your weight loss, your grades, your outlook on life. Things won’t be “perfect” every second of every day, but you can keep trying to strive for your best and accept and love yourself when you don’t always get there. Wherever you end up is exactly where you’re meant to be.
The pressure to be perfect is a subject near and dear to my heart, and i’m interested to see who else out there has felt the pressure. How do you let go of your perfectionism? How has it impacted your life?
Can’t wait to talk with you!
Lots of love,