I used to have this really nice, perfect, shiny metal water bottle. I purchased it before I went to California a few years ago. It was absolutely perfect, not a scratch. But then over time, it began to wear, became less shiny, and one day I even closed the truck door on it by accident, leaving quite a large indent on the side of it.
I remember feeling a bit annoyed when I damaged the bottle like that. But as the weeks passed, I began to see this, now imperfect and distorted, bottle as a perfect thing. Each time I drank from it, I remembered all the fun adventures I had gone on with it in the forest. Drinking from it around a roaring bonfire. I would sometime smile at the sight of the big dent and laugh over how I smashed it with the door. All those little and big moments that wore out the bottle weren’t making it uglier and more imperfect as time went by — they were making it more and more complete. More perfect!
Perfection is imperfection. Imperfection is perfection. They are really one in the same. There can’t be one without the other. So to look at the dinged up bottle now and call it ugly is really a misunderstanding. Just as to look at a new bottle and call it perfect and beautiful, this is also a misunderstanding. Though, of course, we do call them these things — and that’s fine. But we should call them “perfect” or “imperfect” always with perfect awareness.
Though a perfect bottle may be beautiful and an old one ugly, to get caught in this way of thinking is quite limiting. Let the bottle be what it is. If you do that, then it’s quite perfect, really. It’s exactly how it should be. It’s content. It’s alright. Only you are the one that makes it ugly or pretty / imperfect or perfect.
In life, if you seek perfection then you will always fall short. And you will meet imperfection in everything. But, if you adjust your view and are able to see things just for what they are, then you will meet perfection in all that you see, do, hear, smell, and feel.
Because, now, you are perfect.
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I have dark brown/blk hair and a few beautiful white silver strands coming in some see it as beauty others are like hey your just 44 cover it up. I play with this one. I wear silver jewelry… why not just play with what my hair is up to without labeling. If I chose to color it won’t be a chose to hide silver.