We are imperfect beings. We always will be. Our imperfections do not make us bad, but rather create a character so entirely unique to us. They – even if you don’t believe it – make us loveable. These quirks, attributes and pieces of us that people notice, make us that little bit more interesting, unique and utterly wonderful.
I haven’t always thought like this. I mean come on, I’m the girl who thought she had the biggest imperfection / flaw going… my size. So I changed. It’s well documented. I mean, let’s be honest, I never shut up about it. Ah, another imperfection that makes me, me… but I digress…
You see changing something dramatic in your life, whether it be a major job change, moving home or the country, leaving the one you used to love or even changing your shell; alters your mind too. Well it did mine anyway. In my case, it made me really think about what we class as imperfections. What has convinced us that these imperfections are bad and why everything associated with the mere word ‘imperfection’ is engulfed by a negative, black cloud of doom.
Society. The media. Pornography. There are so many aspects of our modern lives which have turned anything physical that doesn’t fit a particular mould as imperfect. Wrong. Ugly. Case and point: I recently ran into someone i hadn’t seen in a while, and while talking to them, they so kindly said that I was beautiful now that I’d lost weight. As if to say that beauty is defined by your weight and the size of your body. My face hasn’t changed, I mean it’s thinner, but I didn’t alter my bone structure in any way, shape or form! My size was my imperfection, thus making me – by societal standards – unattractive. I mean I wasn’t, but based on what we’ve been told to believe, it was. I’m also positive that this is not how it was meant to come across, but it’s a way in which it could be misconstrued, if you know what I mean.
What we need to come to terms with, is that our imperfections – the things that make you different and break you apart from the rest – are beautiful. In their entirety. Whether it’s your size, or the fact that you talk too much with your hands and are overly animated, or if you are like the most clumsy person you could ever meet in your life! They make you, you, and people love you in spite of them. Because of them. They are unique to you, and when people take the time to notice, they are showing they care. After all, people only really joke about these quirks when they care. It’s a lot of effort to actually notice these things when they aren’t on you… I mean, it’s either this or that they are just terribly overcritical people who have far too much time on their hands, but hey who wants or even needs those kinds of people in their lives anyway?!
If you wish to improve on what you believe is an imperfection, then by all means, do so. However ensure that you are doing so for you. Ensure that this act is entirely selfish, and not because of what other people have said or what a magazine promotes as being correct. After all you are already beautiful. You’re human. You have air in your lungs and the ability to think and move, hopefully, and most importantly, live.
So I leave you with this, courtesy of Matthew Fox. ‘If you look closely at a tree you’ll notice it’s knots and dead branches, just like our bodies. What we learn is that beauty and imperfection go together wonderfully’.