DAy 379 - 'one's' imperfections

I wonder why people work so hard to hide their imperfections?  I wonder who makes the guidelines that determine something to be perfect?  Is it the pictures that we see on the TV or in the magazines which fuels the image in our minds when something is completely perfect?

I went out bright and early this morning to do some long overdue weeding in my garden.  WOW did it ever feel good.  Yes, I enjoyed pulling out my imperfect weeds and leaving some in to.  It didn't matter that I wasn't getting ALL the weeds the only thing that mattered was how I felt inside doing it...
 

I sit and look at my garden and know that it will NEVER be perfect.  That there will always be things to fix, move and weed.  But it is not perfection I am looking for, it's the experience of watching things grow, change and evolve.  It's seeing how a forget-me-knot can pop up in the oddest places, it's thinking about what color I would like to see here or there and it's planning to paint the train and general store interior that makes it fun.  It's just being 'in the garden' that makes it fun.

So why is it when we come home to our house the first thing we see are the imperfections.  Why can't we just enjoy the feeling of being at home.  The experience of taking our shoes off and just sitt'n and enjoying the place we have created called 'home'. 

I will try today to be in tune with how I am feeling inside and not obsess about all the imperfections within myself and around me.  I will find happiness and joy in the way things are and try to look through the images that I have in my head of a perfect life.

If you can find beauty in an imperfect rose than why can't you find beauty in our own imperfections? Every petal size is different, every petal is formed differently around the stem of the rose.  No two thorns are exactly in the same spot on each stem and no two roses have exactly the same shading or coloring. 

So enjoy the imperfections that surround you and know that happiness can be found even when 'life ain't perfect'.  Actually it never was, is or will be perfect!  BOOM, sorry did I burst that bubble again...good!

So what did you focus on when you first looked at my blog? The typo in the title or what the words meant? hmmmmm

signed 'one' imperfect purple ladybug