Imperfection is the New Perfection

Perfection, everyone seeks it. No one attains it. Not really.

I tried to be perfect once and almost caught that tiger's tail. I tried to be everything to everyone all the time. I would go home and sit with my computers emotionally exhausted. I would try once again to be an artist, poet, speaker, and writer that was perfect. 

Now that I can't remember what day it is and that I have been betrayed by practically everyone in my past, I don't care about perfect anymore. I am more into living in the moment. The here and now and happiness is better than any perfection I could ever have found. 

Why be something you are not? Peer pressure? Social psychology? 

Or, waste of time?

Trust me, it's a total waste. Why waste covering up the jewel of who you are on swines who can never appreciate it? Be a diamond in the rough that is shining yourself up for a better future. 

I'm glad I am not trying to be perfect anymore. Hell my illness won't allow it anyway. The best I could ever hope for is to be happy, healthy, and successful. 

If I was a perfection freak, I would be getting my kitties groomed instead of letting them play in the bathtub. What is the allure of an empty bathtub? I'll never know. 

As to the people from my past who have stuck by me learning and growing into the person I am today, and believe me, it wasn't pretty, I really appreciate and adore all of you.

Have a great and wonderful day!

Happy Yule Tidings

December 21st is the customary day of celebration for Yule. It's supposed to be the shortest day of the year. With the long night, the land lays fallow waiting for the warmth of the spring to come.

Pagans have celebrated this day of death and rebirth for as long as humans have marked the cycles. 

Other religions have taken the holiday and made it their own through political and religious might. So we have holiday after holiday during the winter season. 

I enjoy celebrating today because it feels purer than other days. I am not brainwashed to believe in a birth I know did not happen until March or pressured into being like everyone else. I can be me and celebrate what I chose, when I chose to do it.

Yule for me is about saying good-bye to the old. I have a lot of old to say good-bye to too. This year I have become quite independent as a disabled American. I have my ups and downs, my bad days and my good days. Everyday I am grateful that I can be who I am without ridicule, pressure, or disrespect from others. 

I am very ill. Nothing is really going to change that aspect of my life. There is only so many times your immune system can be collapsed, your liver compromised, your renal system infected, and your digestive system attacked to notice that your nervous system, heart, and lungs do not work as they should any longer.

Even though I am in bed more hours of the day than I am in motion, I still am grateful for every day that I am here. I have a lot to do! I am doing my art and writing my books. 

I am doubly grateful to be the editor and staff writer for my community online newspaper: the Villa de Paz Gazette. I only hope to continue writing great articles that impact the way people perceive reality. 

I am also helping my community fight off a vulture capitalist that wants to destroy our golf course for a housing development. It's nice to be back in the saddle again, even if it's a kid's pony ride. 

Yule like other holidays should bring out the best in you. 

Be happy. Be grateful. Be open. 

The universe is watching and waiting for you to open up to the possibilities that await. So take some time this busy holiday season and make a list. Check it twice. List all the things you are grateful for. 

With joy and gratitude in your heart, nothing is impossible: including a miraculous recovery...