Am I the best imperfect version of myself?

If you are spending your days with this constant nagging notion of dissatisfaction, fear, stress, anger….you are the perfect( pun intended in using the word perfect!) candidate to explore this possibility that with conscious, seemingly spontaneous actions, you can fine tune and craft yourself into this piece of art that your inner core longs to become!

“Be the best that you can become” We have heard these profound words and variations of it from great individuals whom we love and respect! We measure our lives based on the assumed imaginary perfect lives that those great people are living or had lived! That’s why we get extremely disappointed or go into a state of disbelief when we hear any news about any human imperfections displayed by these individuals in their private or public life! We do not realise that there is a category of being “ less perfect and more human” and still we can exist, thrive and survive! Let us avoid auto-translating “ Survival of the fittest” as “ Survival of the most perfect!”

In Japanese tradition, there is this profound philosophy of aesthetics called ‘Wabi Sabi’ which talks about beauty of imperfection and the impermanence of all things! If we derive a pop catch phrase ‘ Nothing lasts forever’ from ‘Wabi Sabi’, at that very instant, our lives have changed. When we realise that “ This exact same moment that I am living right now, will never come again (in the exact same form and with the same nuances) in millions of years from now” we have known the most profound truth of life and from this point onwards and shouldn’t we start enjoying and valuing the simplest and the smallest and the most unique unit of life that is available to us, which is ‘ this exact moment that I am living and experiencing!”

Let us permit ourselves to go back to our childhood love of painting, sketching, scribbling, dropping some paint on floor, pasting some on the noses of loved ones…why not? Just imagine….Will I be able to do these when I am on my deathbed looking all intelligent and wrapped in corporate suit? Who wants such a death anyways!

This is a series aimed at going back to our roots, more intuitive, creative selves and finding peace with the ‘ Wabi Sabi’ versions of ourselves! Wasn't there a time when we were allowed to enter the house with all our flaws! our parents loved us for what we were, celebrating the tiniest of things we did and showed them with no fear of being scolded for having scribbled on the wall? Whenever a parent decided to start acolding you for these early signs of an artist taking shape within you- unafraid of the consequences, the creativity was buried at its birth-leading to a life long suffocation and doubt of who you actually were- The celebrated corporate executive or the artist who scribbled on the wall with all the flourish the childish abandon could muster!

Will come back with more on this subject when I spontaneously feel inclined to write about it! This is really profound and needs a lot of scrapping of the top surface!

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