Be a Child

Dearest Readers,

This morning, during meditation practice, I visualized the idea of living until I was 130 years old. For a gal who once thought she wouldn't make it past 17, this is rather amusing.

The image came to me as a way of seeing myself still in the early stages of my spiritual evolution. I needed to do this because yesterday I put my foot in my mouth and am feeling the painful effects of having done so. Imagining that I am only 30-something years into my actual human journey gave me great reassurance.

To put one's foot in one's mouth means (according WikiAnswers) "you said something you shouldn't have said in a certain situation." Yup. That pretty much sums it up.

Actually, I sort of think what I said was okay but how I said it was not. I could have been kinder. I could have been more compassionate. So I feel bad. I feel remorseful. I feel imperfect.

For a recovering perfectionist feeling imperfect is the perfect growth opportunity. It feels like crap but its exactly what we need to do. Not perfect yet, Celia. Never will be. Enjoy!

Transitioning from crap to enjoyment is a tricky business. This is really where the need was coming from to project almost 90 years into the future on the cushion. It was a way of accepting that I still have a great deal of work to do and that it's okay. I'm just at the beginning!

Inspiring Message of the Day: Sometimes it's tempting to think I've learned everything I need to know. But how arrogant is that? Today I will open myself up to the idea that I am still a teachable child with a long road of learning ahead of me.