You’d think I would have figured it out by now. You’d think after 60 years of living on this planet I would have figured out all the things.
Truth is…there’s not a whole lot I know for sure.
At 15 I thought I knew it all. At 25 I was sure I had figured it out. At 35 I wasn’t so sure anymore but I was confident I could do it all. At 5o… I got scared…I realized that I hadn’t figured out much of anything. At 60, well, now I am sure of one thing for sure, I haven’t figured it out at all!
This experience that is life on earth, is an ever-changing multi dimensional environment. As human beings we have tremendous power yet limited ability. Just when you feel you have discovered some ultimate realization, you become painfully aware that “Nothing is perfect, nothing lasts, nothing is finished.” Your ‘ultimate realization’ finds itself on shaky ground.
Image clips of life flash across my vision with increasing speed. I try to focus on each one, but quickly succumb to the need to block my vision. The stress we feel from trying to keep pace and attain to excellence often results in shut down. Big time.
I want to slow down the scene. To examine the impermanence and imperfection in each frame. Become aware of beauty in imperfection and appreciate it all the more because of it.
If imperfection and impermanence is so gloriously beautiful in nature, why do we desire to root it out of ourselves? Why not embrace our own imperfect state, give ourselves license to fail, to stumble, to fall, and see the beauty in it? See ourselves as perfectly imperfect.
“When you see clearly into a fleeting moment, you glimpse eternity.”
Quotes from the book ‘Wabi Sabi for Writers.’