There was a time when I was a perfectionist
I would agonize over things
But that time is passed
I’ve learned we’re all imperfect
And it’s OK to acknowledge that
Perfection is a prison
Our ‘self’ is the prisoner
I left that prison some time in the past
Actually you can bond over your flaws with your friends
Isn’t it stressful to have a perfect friend?
We all strive for perfection
But we don’t have to reach it every time
My knitting teacher told me long ago
That flaws are part of hand knitted things
It’s what sets them apart from machine made ones
It makes them unique and one of a kind
Now, I do what I do with heart and soul
But it’s OK if I don’t reach perfection
This is so liberating I find
Flaws are part of a well-lived life
February 23rd, 2021
It’s an ocean of snow
Ripples in the snow are like gentle waves
And amid this ocean of snow
Are standing you and I
Seemingly drowning in the white snowy landscape
But we are still standing tall
We have not given up
We are defying the odds
We have faith that spring will return
That the snow will melt
And that we will start our lives over again
Covid, covid, you’ve been with us for a year now
That’s a long time
That’s twelve months, 365 days, actually more
Are we used to you?
People can get used to the strangest of things
People can survive years in captivity
What we have with you is nothing like that
Yet we complain
We ask, where did our freedom go?
Where did our fun disappear to?
Why can’t we socialize like we used to?
We still have a lot of freedom though
We can zoom from morning till noon
iChat in the afternoon
Send messages on WhatsApp all day long
We can socialize all we want
Yes, it’s different now
But just imagine what it would be like
If we didn’t have the web?
February 1st, 2021
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