Imperfection

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We live in a world where perfection has become a golden cage. Shiny, admired, desired… but not real. It blinds us to the quiet beauty of being imperfect, of being gloriously human. Perfection is not a destination. It is a mask that hides the raw, luminous light of authenticity. It is chased but never found, because real beauty does not live in symmetry or flawless surfaces. It lives in the cracks, in the stories etched by time, in the places where life has left its fingerprints.

We inhabit a culture that worships smoothness and polish. Where beauty is defined by narrow ideals. Where worth is measured in filtered faces, sculpted bodies, polished lives. Where success is exaggerated by cars, houses, and carefully curated images. In this noise, many forget that what makes us truly alive is not perfection, but presence. Not being flawless, but being real.

And yet, there is a place for excellence. Dedication, mastery, and passion elevate the soul. To give our best in work, in love, in parenting, in friendship, is an act of reverence for life itself. But excellence is not perfection. Excellence breathes. It allows space to grow. Perfection suffocates. It ends the journey before it begins.

The Japanese call it Wabi-sabi, the beauty of imperfection, impermanence, and incompleteness. A chipped bowl, a fading leaf, the gentle lines of an aging face… they do not diminish beauty. They reveal it.

The same is true of us. Our scars are not stains. They are maps of where we have been. Our quirks and edges are proof that we have lived. If we were all perfect, the world would be sterile, silent, and colorless.

So, embrace your imperfections as fiercely as your strengths. Let them tell your story. Strive for excellence, not for the illusion of perfection, because perfection is a finish line, but excellence is a path without end.

And if your imperfections wound you or others, then refine them. Carve and polish yourself like a living sculpture. Grow. But never confuse growth with erasure. In other words, yes, improve yourself. But don’t try to become someone else in the process. Let your imperfections shape your beauty rather than erase it.

You were not meant to be flawless. You were meant to be whole. And wholeness lives not in perfection, but in the courage to be fully and beautifully human. Know this: You are enough. You are imperfectly perfect as you are. You are beautifully imperfect. Just embrace your existence.

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Author: Maurice "Mao" Correa
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