Yesterday, in my office, two imperfect human beings discussed imperfections. We talked about how people look in the mirror and focus only on imperfections, ignoring the positives that others seem to observe. I suggested the practice of accepting and loving oneself, imperfections and all.
Do you see any imperfections in my photos from yesterday?
Yesterday, I said imperfectly, “Nobody puts Ann in a corner.” I think we’ve established that we can’t say the same about Carl.
Here are some perfect imperfections from YouTube:
Imperfectly perfect thanks to those who helped me create today’s post with all its imperfections. All of me thanks all of you, here and now.
The Year(s) of Living Non-Judgmentally 
Scars are tattoos with better stories. Wear yours proudly, Ann.
I shall do my best. Thanks for this perfect comment.
That upside down nut butter label and the wooden monastery that came off the driftwood were they only imperfections that jumped out at me. A favorite book of mine is The Spirituality of Imperfection by Ketchum and Kurtz. In fact I loaned out my copy and never got it back, and recently reordered a mint used copy to restore it to my bookshelf!
I shall look for that book, Sunny!
Socks 🙂
Perfectly observed, Derrick.
In the play Inherit The Wind Henry Drummond says, “whenever you see something bright, shining, perfect-seeming—all gold, with purple spots—look behind the paint! And if it’s a lie—show it up for what it really is!” It’s a good reminder that perfection is an illusion and always makes me think we should be grateful for what we consider imperfections.
It’s important to note that the play is only based on actual events but that there are some inaccuracies, but those are not imperfections. The playwrights knew that facts shouldn’t get in the way of a good story.
Thanks for another bright and shining comment, Chris.
Avocado sock = awesome.
Michael’s food = love
Thank you for giving all of you Ann 💕
Val = love. Thank YOU.
Imperfections are part of life, although there are some who don’t get that
As usual, Joanne, you get it.
I don’t look for imperfections….so I’m not very skilled at finding them….
That sounds like a great skill!
somehow the imperfections always seem to jump out at us rather than the “perfections” Human nature I guess- but I don;t see imperfections in your blog Ann!
No imperfections in your blog either, Lisa! ❤
I find it fascinating that the Japanese revel in imperfections; they consider calligraphy that is “perfect” to be dead and incapable of conveying any real feeling. So, here’s to our imperfections!
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