Perfectionism is a 20-ton shield that we lug around thinking that it will protect us when, in fact, it’s the thing preventing us from being seen and taking flight
So what is it that is deeply folded into the crevices of your heart?
The ones that are trying to grow wings, but you keep stifling them down?
Too afraid to let the feathers of your dreams catch even the faintest of lift?
One of the biggest suppressors of dreams, of liberation, or truth, of boundaries, of vulnerability, of creativity, of expression, of faith, of relationships, of success, of recovery — is perfectionism.
Without some risk, some vulnerability, some courage, some backlash, some judgment, some…imperfection…we risk living boldly in our truth.
Maybe that’s you. You don’t invite people over, because instant coffee isn’t good enough. Maybe you don’t say what you want to online, because you’re scared of speaking your truth. Maybe you haven’t placed that boundary in a relationship, because it’s too scary to rock the boat.
I get it. I do.
I’m was a flaming perfectionist.
But, I came to the point in my life where staying perfect was outweighed by the growth of my wings. Where the truth of what I wanted to say, who I was, the whispers of my soul kept getting louder and louder.
I was willing to make a mistake(s) if it meant that I was living in my truth, authenticity, and courage.
Great post, Mish. Love this: ‘I came to the point in my life where staying perfect was outweighed by the growth of my wings.’ xx