An interesting topic has been coming up again and again and again amongst myself and my friends and I am even seeing it just with women in general…. this need for things to be magical and inspirational and perfect
And if it’s not these things we must be doing the wrong things and making the wrong choices.
I have a little Newsflash for ya’ – even if you are living your biggest dream and following your most inspired life – you’re going to feel shitty about it from time to time… there will be road blocks, there will be other priorities to take care of, there will be parts of your most passionate life that you simply do not like.
I think maybe this desire for perfection has become some people’s secret little parachute – escape route – like if it’s not perfect it’s okay to quit because you’re supposed to be following your passion and it’s supposed to feel “right” all of the time.
I think the biggest example of how this is simply not the case is staying at home and raising kids… by my experience the hardest job in the world… on the surface it does look pretty magical but in reality it’s just about the most thankless gig I have ever had the pleasure of performing… on call 24/7, wiping asses, preparing meals that no one eats, terrible pay cheque…. then why do we do it? ‘Cause at some point during the day, someone climbs into your lap – puts a pudgy little hand on either side of your face and whispers in your ear “I wuff you”… now that’s magic. See, it’s far from perfect but it’s easy to get inspired by that one, single, tender moment.
So I implore you – stop striving for perfection – find what you are passionate about and wait for those moments that say you are on the right track – let the Universe carve your path and follow the inspiration that is created with it.