As much as we desire for everything in our lives to be perfect, perfection doesn’t exist. Not really. However, perfection can be found in little things if you really think about it. Watching a baby or small child sleeping peacefully, seeing a beautiful sunrise or sunset, seeing the full moon shimmering on a clear night with all the twinkling stars, stopping to admire a vast array of flowers blooming in the spring, or taking in the wondrous beauty of the colors of fall. While we will never truly attain perfection for ourselves, at least we can admire perfection around us.
Once upon a time, I was a perfectionist. My house was always company-ready with everything in its place, shelves and tchotchke’s dusted, floors vacuumed or swept. Enter into the picture a hubby who leaves things randomly laying around, kicks his shoes off and leaves them in the middle of the floor, piles his dirty clothes on his side of the bed, and leaves cupboard doors and drawers open in his wake. Then enter a Princess Nagger who takes after her Dada. Human tornado activity times two.
I had to resign my perfectionist ways or end up losing my sanity.
Some things still have that ‘perfectionist’ stamp on them, like the spice cupboard neat and orderly with the spices in alphabetical order, and the pantry the same way (though that would probably be considered more OCD than perfectionist).
While I may have been a perfectionist, I have never considered myself perfect. I am, after all, human. Or at least last time I checked. Do I seek perfection? Maybe in some things. Like making sure Princess Nagger’s outfit is 99% of the time color coordinated, or cooking up a not-so-perfect meal but making it look perfect when it’s on the plate. Still not really ‘perfection’, more OCD, I imagine.
Besides, I think perfection in all of us could turn out to be really boring. No human can truly relate to it, as no human is perfect in every way. Things which are flawed are much much more interesting because it is more like us – humans make mistakes and accidents happen. If something was completely the same as everything else, then it would not be as interesting because it lacks uniqueness.
I found a few quotes that sum up ‘perfection’ really well:
“In nature, nothing is perfect and everything is perfect. Trees can be contorted, bent in weird ways, and they’re still beautiful.”
“The thing that is really hard, and really amazing, is giving up on being perfect and beginning the work of becoming yourself.”
“They say that nobody is perfect. Then they tell you practice makes perfect. I wish they’d make up their minds.”
“Aim at perfection in everything, though in most things it is unattainable. However, they who aim at it, and persevere, will come much nearer to it than those whose laziness and despondency make them give it up as unattainable.”
Perfection is something most everyone strives for, but can you actually get there? It’s been said that ‘imperfection is what makes the world perfect’ – but if that’s the case, then why is it that we all try so hard to be perfect? Is there really an actual ‘perfect’? Is it possible to actually reach ‘perfection’?
This Imperfect Spin Cycle was brought to you in part by Jen, who’s bloggy friendship is the epitome of perfection, and who is also Sprite’s Keeper. Stop by and check out the other Spinners and their take on ‘perfection’ – you might find just that perfection you’re looking for!