I have learned that seeking perfection has kept me from accomplishing great things in my life. At times I felt I wasn’t good enough, talented enough, or fill in the blank enough to even try. Ultimately those doubts kept me from being brave enough to go after what I really wanted. I allowed the illusion of perfection to hold me back. Lay down your expectations of perfection and move forward in action. Even if you stumble, know there is beauty in your effort and you are moving in the right direction.
Action give me the momentum I need to conquer my fears. Perfection will render me motionless. I choose to march forward, imperfections and all. The flaws that appear, only make me unique and represent the effort I put in to achieving my goals. I will carry them as a badge of honor and know I am strong enough to keep going despite any obstacles.
If my children, if my friends, if strangers see me forge ahead in spite of any short comings, it is my hope that I am an inspiration to them. It is my hope that I represent commitment and persistence. Would it not be wonderful to be an inspiration to others, to be a cheerleader for those why are at least putting for an effort?
And so what if people laugh at you or scorn you for falling or for even trying? It really is their problem, not yours. They find fault because they don’t have the courage to step out of their safety zone. Instead, they try to make you feel small, thinking that will make them superior. That’s okay. Just get up. Keep going. Fight the good fight. Wish them well, in silence or aloud, and follow your hearts desire.
If we stumble, let it not put an end to our quest. Instead let it be the stimuli that instills even more determination to achieve our desired outcome.
My 90-year-old Mom is one of my greatest inspirations. When she was living in France, she suffered the loss of her husband in her early twenties. He was a mountain climber and he fell from a mountain. His rope broke. She was pregnant at the time with my oldest brother, Alain. She said she wanted to give up and join her husband on the other side, but she didn’t because she had a baby to take care of. She forged ahead bravely. Later in life she suffered the loss of another dear brother and my sister. She kept going. She never gave up.
The best word to describe her is resilient. Not only did she step back from the edge of darkness, she let her effervescent light pour out into the world so that others might shine. She has given me strength and encouraged me to do things I would otherwise not have done. The light that shines from within me carries the spark my mother ignited in me. I am forever grateful for her bravery and love.
I just talked to her on the phone and she shared one of her writings with me. “Let destiny, in all its sweet serendipities and dark disappointments, dial us from heaven above. Let us, with open hearts, and open ears, hear destinies ring and answer it having the courage to accept and face whatever message, whatever challenge it may bring.”
Thank you Mom. I love you forever. Be who you were meant to be. Love Noelle Suzanne