Be thankful for your imperfections

Be thankful for your imperfections by Asha Hawkesworth
"In the Beginning," by Sulamith Wülfing We typically think of our imperfections as things we want to rid ourselves of, but take a moment to think of them as Divine Gifts. Our imperfections are our handicap in the great game of life. If we didn't have them, the game would be too easy, and what fun is that? Why bother to experience limitation and the joy of waking up again if it isn't challenging? Without our imperfections, it would be hard to convince ourselves that we are less than what we really are: divine, perfect, infinitely powerful beings whose natural state is love and joy. As Robert Scheinfeld says, it is an absolute miracle that we have managed to convince ourselves that we are imperfect and powerless. Our imperfections perform another useful function: they allow us to connect with one another. When we recognize shared challenges and hardships, we can empathize with others. Two people with the same issues can relate. They can share, cry, laugh, struggle, and heal together. Shared human experience brings us together, and our imperfections are part of our humanity—by design. We are challenging ourselves to love the things that we think do not deserve love. Everything we don't like or that makes us uncomfortable is reflecting our own imperfections back to ourselves. This process of ceasing to judge, accepting, and ultimately loving unconditionally fires our evolution, and with each iteration, we come closer to remembering who we are and embodying our own mastery. Without our imperfections, this wouldn't be possible. Without our imperfections, we wouldn't have a game of life at all. As we give thanks for our imperfections and learn to love them, we will come upon a paradox: our imperfections do not actually exist. They are just illusions, like our ego, our perceived separation, our belief in "other." We are part of God and therefore cannot be imperfect. Our imperfections are perfect, we are perfect, we are not "broken" or unworthy. All is in divine order and always has been. Related articles: Perfection is now Finding peace in an uncertain world Why we choose adversity Players on the holographic stage Saviors and fallen angels

Be thankful for your imperfections
by Asha Hawkesworth

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"In the Beginning," by Sulamith Wülfing

We typically think of our imperfections as things we want to rid ourselves of, but take a moment to think of them as Divine Gifts.

Our imperfections are our handicap in the great game of life. If we didn't have them, the game would be too easy, and what fun is that? Why bother to experience limitation and the joy of waking up again if it isn't challenging? Without our imperfections, it would be hard to convince ourselves that we are less than what we really are: divine, perfect, infinitely powerful beings whose natural state is love and joy. As Robert Scheinfeld says, it is an absolute miracle that we have managed to convince ourselves that we are imperfect and powerless.

Our imperfections perform another useful function: they allow us to connect with one another. When we recognize shared challenges and hardships, we can empathize with others. Two people with the same issues can relate. They can share, cry, laugh, struggle, and heal together. Shared human experience brings us together, and our imperfections are part of our humanity—by design.

We are challenging ourselves to love the things that we think do not deserve love. Everything we don't like or that makes us uncomfortable is reflecting our own imperfections back to ourselves. This process of ceasing to judge, accepting, and ultimately loving unconditionally fires our evolution, and with each iteration, we come closer to remembering who we are and embodying our own mastery. Without our imperfections, this wouldn't be possible. Without our imperfections, we wouldn't have a game of life at all.

As we give thanks for our imperfections and learn to love them, we will come upon a paradox: our imperfections do not actually exist. They are just illusions, like our ego, our perceived separation, our belief in "other." We are part of God and therefore cannot be imperfect. Our imperfections are perfect, we are perfect, we are not "broken" or unworthy. All is in divine order and always has been.

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