We tend to see things in black and white terms; right and wrong. Subconsciously we feel that ‘perfect’ is right and that falling short of perfection is ‘wrong’.
Imperfection means that we are broken and still in need of work.

Whether it’s physical, emotional, or spiritual perfection we seek, we set our goals high and are crushed when we fall short, looking for someone or something to blame.
It isn’t simply our billion dollar search for the perfect body. It’s our search for the perfect marriage, the perfect life…even the perfect spirituality. Nothing is safe from our obsession with getting it right.

Life is so rarely perfect, yet it can be perfection. How so? How can the paradox stand?
“The legend behind the phrase “Persian flaw” goes that in ancient times, Persian rug makers were deeply religious and believed that only God could make something perfect. They would deliberately drop in a small faulty stitch, a flaw, into each Persian rug. In doing so, a “Persian Flaw” revealed the rug maker’s devotion to God.”
We would never look at a rug with a Persian flaw and think “this carpet is wrong, a mistake“, yet that is exactly how we think of ourselves. We don’t view an imperfect piece of art and deem it defective; often the ‘flaw’ adds depth to a piece, transforms it.

And sometimes an imperfection makes an object even more precious, more valuable.
You Are Not Perfect
Let go of the idea that you need to be perfect, that you are a broken being who needs to be fixed. When you are filled with love – for your children, your spouse, your parents – it is because of who they are, their essence; not their perfection. And so it is the same for your self.
Though you are not perfect, you are perfection.
There is no spoon.
Your goal is not to become perfect in form or thought, in love or prayer. There is no outside objective that you need to accomplish, nothing that you have to transform or change or substitute or rework or modify or acquire to achieve perfection.
What you seek is to uncover your truest self, to remove the fallacies of your existence. Coming closer to perfection means edging ever closer to the truth of who you are, your being.
Remove the veil of seeking ’skinny’ from before your eyes. You are thin; you’ve just hidden that from yourself with food or escaped the truth of your beauty with television. You have literally hidden that truth from yourself. You don’t need to seek what you already have.
Remove the veil of seeking ‘love’ from before your eyes. You are love, and before that truth can be reflected in the hearts of others it has to well up from the depths of your being.
Remove the veils of seeking ’success’ from before your eyes. You are successful; you just don’t know at what. You are the answer to the unasked question. The closer you are aligned with your purpose, the more ’successful’ you are, but it won’t even matter.
And perhaps, the very flaw you berate yourself for is the ecstatic exultation of the universe at the variety of your soul and being, the very part of the purpose which you will express.
You Are As You Are
What have you been hiding from yourself? What have you been afraid to face? What is your fear?

Start to face your fear and you will start to face your truth. As you move in line with the truth of your being, all illusions – persistent they may be – will start to fall away from you.
And you will not feel a need to force whatever you are left with into a preconceived notion of who you should be, because you are as you are.






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June 12, 2008 at 5:58 pm
SanityFound
“Start to face your fear and you will start to face your truth.” Brilliant!
hayden tompkins:
Sometimes, you guys point things out and I don’t even remember writing them!
June 12, 2008 at 7:11 pm
Connie
“What you seek to uncover is your truest self” Absolutely!!!
Far too many people spend a huge amount of their lives in pursuit of something they already have and just didn’t notice.
hayden tompkins says:
Yes!
June 12, 2008 at 7:12 pm
Connie
P.S. How is your brother?!!!!
hayden tompkins says:
So far, so good. No more bomb threats or obvious stalking!
June 12, 2008 at 7:29 pm
plozano76
I should send this to my SIL… She just spent thousands of dollars to go to a fat farm and lose 30 lbs. Now if only we could tune out society/TV/the media, who tell us day in and day out that we aren’t perfect (unless we buy X and Y product).
hayden tompkins says:
Well, I have noticed that the happier I am – the less obsessed I am about what I eat, and the less I eat.
June 12, 2008 at 7:33 pm
daffy
I have to echo Connie, I think what we have is as near to ‘our own perfection’ as is. We just don’t see it…
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What is perfection? Who sets the standards? If we do, ourselves, for ourselves it’s far more accesable right? Feeling good about ourselves is the first step, acceptance, the second and so on…
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I always worry that I don’t ‘get’ some of your posts as you have intended them, but then again I realise, like reading any book, any poem, you take from it what you want to… what do you think?
or am I doing what I do best and talking in hieroglyphics?
hayden tompkins says:
Well, I don’t actually know what I will write ahead of time and I don’t have a ‘theme’ that I am trying to drive home. This blog is basically organized stream-of-consciousness writing. So basically, whatever strikes a chord with you and resonates is whatever you ‘need’ to hear.
The poem analogy is really quite perfect, as this is how I write poetry too!
June 13, 2008 at 1:39 pm
Isabelle
Very nice written post!! About an important issue for this age and I completely think the same. Sometimes we have to be remembered of it. What this post exactly does.
hayden tompkins says:
Thank you!
June 13, 2008 at 3:47 pm
marlajayne
I don ‘t know if this fits into this or not, but since you indicated that it was okay with you if we took what we wanted to from your post, I’m going with something your Persian rug comment prompted. Several years ago, my sweet daugther had a stillborn baby boy at seven months, and she asked me to read a poem/prayer at his memorial service. It was entitled “The Weaver” and talks about how to us things might look ratty and ragged and somehow just not right because we’re looking at the underside of a rug. God, however, looks at the top, the finished tapestry with all of its beautiful colors and subtleties.
hayden tompkins says:
I found it, what a wonderful poem!
The Weaver
by Benjamin Malacia Franklin
(Originally titled, “Just a Weaver” )
My life is just a weaving
Between my Lord and me.
I cannot change the color
For He works most steadily.
Oft times He weaves the sorrow
And I in foolish pride
Forget He sees the upper
And I the underside.
Until the loom is silent
And the shuttle cease to fly,
Will God roll back the canvas
And explain the reason why.
The dark threads are as needful
In the skillful Weaver’s Hand
As the golden threads of silver
He has patterned in His Plan.
June 14, 2008 at 9:02 pm
Kip de Moll
Whoeee! profundity on every page. I’m so emotional today, reading and writing. At my site, actually putting the spotlight on my flaws, pointing directly at them and celebrating the gold that lies around me in spite of them, seems to be bringing me a wealth of friendship and knowledge, love and gratitude.
Then I visit here, and Hayden astounds me with entry after entry of deep beautiful words celebrating the beauty in all of us. Yeaaaaaaay!!!!
hayden tompkins says:
Whatever makes you happy, Kip dearest. Happy Father’s Day.