Let's Get Real, Your Only Human
I think perfectionism should be called a disease. It places our bodies in harms way by decreasing our immune system and makes us do the extraordinary, simply because It hurts so bad not to. I work with a lot of perfectionist in the nursing field. Yet being a perfectionist is what adds to burn out. We tell ourselves that we can do everything and be everything. Then we crash, like a powerful wave on the shore, only to be beaten down by the rocks and then give up in retreat.
I am a perfectionist when it comes to my success in life. I have high aspirations for myself. When any warning of defeat comes my way, I fall into a depression that sucks me in leaving me deflated and hopeless. When I'm flying high, I plan out my life like nobody's business. And when things don't go well, I'm still planning. Planning my retreat in such an orchestrated manner, its no wonder life is giving me pull back. The universe keeps shaking its head and saying, "There she goes again, trying to do our job!"
So, I'm now planning on stopping planning (I'm a recovering planner, cut me some slack!). And I have accepted that I'm only human and I too need to throw up my hands in defeat, have a good cry and then ask spirit to take over the reigns.
Our job is not to figure out the how. It's not to plan our life out even past tomorrow. Very often these plans get squashed and something better and more unexpected comes along. Looking back I'm always amazed with how fabulous the universe works its magic. Then of course my perfectionist mind says "Why didn't I think of that?!"
Starting now, I vow to let the universe take over. For any of you out there who are like me, I invite you to release the black and white checkered flag to the ether and let them have the say on when we need to start the race.
From now on I want to kick up my feet, smell the roses and sip on some strawberry lemonade, allowing the universe to figure out the details of my amazing life. I will be prepared for the taps on my shoulder as to when I should act. I will have my laces tied and my head band on, ready to run when needed.
And when I fight this urge, I remind myself that I am only human. How could I possibly accomplish such as big task on my own?! So if you too need a little support (or a lot), set down your to do list and call upon the manager in the sky. "He's" quite amazing! I should know. "He" got me this far.