I remind my students that our practice is imperfectly perfect.
And so are we. It's a beautiful confirmation that we are more than we "think."
We are timeless. We are whole. We are wonderfully messy. Gritty. Real.
We diminish our experience and therefore ourselves when we judge harshly.
We cannot fit into a neat and tidy box.
The life-long practice of self-compassion teaches us patience and tolerance.
It teaches us to live broadly and to release the confines of "small mind."
Enjoy your "flaws." Allow uniqueness and contradictions to show up.
Try not to fit in. Release the need to figure yourself out.
Embrace the natural rhythms of your life.
Notice what happens when you taste freedom.