Perfection keeps many of us running around and constantly doing things. Everything has to be in its place. Everything has to be at the right time. The right situation. The right look. Everything has to be perfect. But what is perfect anyway? Always seeking perfection becomes exhausting because one is always doing something to make sure things are perfect. But to me perfection exists only in the moment, not in the whole. A perfect cup of coffee or tea in the morning. A beautiful sunrise or sunset. A perfect moment to just breathe. That is how life is perfect. In the moment. Because the moment is all we have. The saying what is past is gone, what is yet to come is not determined but the present is all we have. And that is perfect in itself.
Namaste, my friends.
The "SEMI" Traveller 