I have news for you, you are not perfect, and I’m sorry to say but you never will be. Yup that’s the truth and I’m so sorry to be the one to break it to you. But guess what, I’m not perfect either, and you know what, one of the greatest truths that have been kept from you is that NO ONE, not one human being on this blue and green sphere we call earth, is. Yup, that’s right, no one is perfect, not your mom, your best friend, your mentor, or your celebrity crush. You know what, not even Ghandi, Martin Luther King, or Nelson Mendela was. Yes they were extra ordinary inspiring incredible souls who accomplished and spread an insurmountable amount of good in our world, but no, in fact, they were imperfect flawed beings as well. And do you want to know why that is? What the common denominator between them and us is? It’s that if you look beneath or external surface, we are all the same. We all have blood rushing through our arteries, a heart pumping the life force to every part of our being, a brain sending out neurons to send and receive messages, and if you cut us, we all bleed. In other words, we are all human beings, and with our humanity come a whole host of unfavorable qualities like ego, jealousy, resentment, frustration, anger, sadness, shortsightedness and more. These qualities are at the root of our humanity and are fundamental in shaping our path and our person. In my life, it is precisely those unfavorable characteristics that have taught me the most, and allowed me to become the more actualized person I am today. And although I work, everyday to detach my ego, it is still undeniably there, and still resurfaces in many instances, but it’s a daily and intentional practice that keeps me humble and at the mercy of my humanity. Which, when you think about it is precisely why we are here on this planet and experiencing this life. We weren’t put here to be perfect beings, because frankly I think that’s impossible. But we were put here to do our best everyday to be the best version of ourselves that we can be, to learn from our mistakes, and to grow towards the person we all aspire to be, our genuine selves. I mean, if we were perfect what the heck would be the point of living? We would have no room for growth, no possibility of being challenged, no potential to rise towards, and no lessons to be learned, and as much as we hate falling, it’s getting back up that makes life interesting, unpredictable, and a beautiful awesome struggle. I sometimes feel as if we as a species are uncomfortable reconciling with the fact that we will always be either growing or regressing. There is no stagnant ground of perfection, that once you’ve reached a certain state of mind or prowess in life that you can just kick back, relax, and cruise on through the rest of your life knowing you’ve already accomplished perfection and your highest self. No that is an illusion and one that is just ridiculous. Our lives and our reality are constantly shifting beneath us, everything in life is always transforming or transgressing and there is no stability. And you know what, that’s a pretty scary thought… that truly the only constant in life is change. So now you start to think… “Now what? Well this is depressing, I’m never going to be perfect and I’ll never get to just shift down into cruise control and live out my life relaxed and without any effort. I’m going to live, the rest of my life a slave to my humanity and working, working, working. Always working. Working on myself, my relationships, on my temper, my goals, my health, my happiness, and my life. Why oh why, is that? I wish I could just be perfect, and that I wouldn’t have to try anymore!” But is that truly what we want? If given the choice would you choose a life of picturesque predictability and perfection, or would you choose a messy life of mania and maelstrom? But keep in mind that a messy life comes with all the joys of living as an imperfect being. It comes with hilarious mishaps, incredible stories, triumphs and tribulations, serendipitous coincidences, heartbreaking love, naïve enthusiasm, and painful joy. It comes with the good and the bad, the pretty and the ugly. It comes with discomfort and uncertainty, but with that brings a blissful growth and betterment. It’s been quite the journey for me, getting to a place of understanding that to be human is to be flawed, that our humanity and our imperfections is what defines and shapes our reality, that they are what make this otherwise predictable dull life colourful, vibrant, hilarious, messy, and wonderful. Our imperfections are the reason we can have moments of heartbreaking sadness, brain numbing anger, hair raising fear, comical ignorance, and ugly jealousy. BUT they are also the reason we can experience moments of belly aching laughter, inexplicable joy, and overwhelming gratitude, and unconditional love. They are the reason we grow because they give rise to our mistakes; they are the reason we learn to get up because they push us to our knees. They are the reminders that keep us humble for they put on display our shortcomings, they are the reason we have the potential for genuine connection for they are the origin of our vulnerability. They are the reason we are human for they are our humanity. They are the reason we are all in this together, and can have compassion for others, for they’re as much in me as they are in you. They are why we are who we are, for they are our greatest teachers, shapers, and influencers. These imperfections are never desired or sought out, yet on closer inspection, they are our greatest allies and only want the best for us. They exist for the pure function to catalyze our growth, allow us to learn, and show us our infinite potential. These imperfections are with us everyday from cradle to grave, and I think the greatest lesson our imperfections can teach us is the inherent necessity of our imperfections, and the subtle perfection of our imperfections.