You and I were complete when we came here – that is, at the moment of our birth. We were born in a state of utter perfection.
~Neale Donald Walsch
Like many of us, I have spent many years trying to “fix” myself. I wanted to be more loving, more understanding, more open, more…well, many things. Recently, two interactions helped me understand that things are perfect the way they are.
In one situation, I’ve reconnected with a friend who knew me in high school. After reading some of my writings, he noted that he recognized certain (redeeming) qualities from my youth. All this time I’d been trying to become more caring and he had seen it in me back then.
Another friend, dealing with several losses, is fighting her reaction of sadness, grief, and anger. Because she insists of showing a positive image to the rest of the world, her repressed feelings come out in her dreams. Just as small children will exhibit negative behavior to get some attention, our unacknowledged self expresses itself, sometimes in less-than-appealing way.
I hope we can realize that what we have is perfect. We can open our hearts to it, accept it, and honor it. Once it is heard, it might be less noisy.