Anyhow, the instructor was awesome. She had this presence that was inspiring. Yes, she talked us through the poses, but in between discussing form and function, she carried on with an inspirational message: perfectly imperfect.
As she walked us through the hardest seventy five minutes of my life, she applied this phrase to our yoga practice, life, friendships, relationships, spirituality, EVERYTHING. It really made me realize, that everything in my life is truly perfectly imperfect... and, I like it.
If you get on social media, all you see is perfect! For me, I follow industry leaders and influencers and they all seem the same. Perfect house, perfect white walls, white couches, architectural chairs, organized shelves, and beautiful fiddle leaf trees. It is really exhausting. I look at my house and see dog hair tumbleweeds, fingerprints on the walls, handprints on all the doors, grey couches that if you could see all the stains you would die, pen marks on all my chairs, and a dying orchid.
But you know what? This house is full of love. These dogs are loved more than is probably normal, those fingerprints and handprints are the result of excitement from a thriving six year old, those couches have seated dozens of friends and family, those chairs serve as a craft station for a little artist, and well, the orchid... it had a good run.
It is hard to feel successful when there are all those perfect people out there. So, my message today is this... stop. You will never catch up, and it doesn't even matter. Do what makes you happy. Be a blessing to someone in this life. Raise happy children in a stress free home. Create a space where people feel comfortable.
Maybe one day my house will look like museum, but for now, it is a home... our home. And we are all just fine with it being perfectly imperfect.
xoxo
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