I used to believe that I had to be perfect. Not just sometimes, but all the time.
I am realizing more and more each day that by being honest with my self, working a program and remaining open, willing, humble and honest, I can fail with Grace.
I do not have to be the first perfect human, I can’t be and that is ok. I can start from exactly where I am today, look at myself in the mirror and be ok with the man I see.
Because although he isn’t perfect, he is growing and he is living a happy life, full of love and service.
I am ok on the days that seem more difficult, I am ok on the days that I just don’t want to move, because I know as long as I don’t drink or use drugs, as long as I keep moving forward even if its not at the pace I think I should. I am still living an incredible life. Because it is about the little incremental steps each day we take that build upon each other and add up to something much greater than the part.
Keep going, no matter what keep going. Even when your tired, allow yourself to be tired and just do the best you can, it is ok to not be perfect.