I wish somebody could tell me these words decades ago, when I was still forming myself. Then, I would embody this notion and live it fully from a young age.
I learnt that if I am not perfect then I am not enough to be accepted and loved. I am not enough to succeed or even survive.
I confess I did many races to reach perfection. Races of speed and beauty, writing and performing, doing and delivering.
Some races I severely lost, blaming myself for not being able to reach perfection, hating who I am.
Some race I thought I won, but the prize was to live in an endless struggle to be someone else or always be on top.
You see, no matter how we race, we end up being the ones who lose, trapped in an unnatural vicious circle of chasing the unreachable.
Simply because perfection is not a human quality. It is a quality of Nature, God and Mystery, but not of human.
Now I choose to be a beautiful human and release myself from being perfect.
The real beauty in humanity is the diversity, the uniqueness, and the ability to fully embrace and radiate our inner gifts, who we are, the way we are, as human beings.
Eleni Michail