Making Space for Imperfection...

Walk Slowly
by Danna Faulds

It only takes a reminder to breathe,
A moment to be still, and just like that,
Something in me settles, softens, makes
Space for imperfection.

The harsh voice
Of judgment drops to a whisper and I
Remember again that life isn’t a relay
Race; that we will all cross the finish
Line; that waking up to life is what we
Were born for.

As many times as I
Forget, catch myself charging forward
Without even knowing where I’m going,
That many times I can make the choice
To stop, to breathe, and be, and to walk
Slowly into the mystery of life.

I love this poem. I love the idea of making space for imperfection; of being gentle with ourselves. I like to be reminded not to race but to be present in the moment.

I really need to remember this in approaching my japanese embroidery. To remember that the imperfection of my stitches is part of my path; that I may not be the fastest stitcher and it may take me forever to finish, but it is my journey. I am doing what I was born to do and I will eventually arrive in my own time and in my own way.

I hope your Memorial Day was beautiful in some way.