Fear masquerading as perfectionism

It can be freeing to admit that we don’t know what we don’t know.  And a joy to be able to say wow, I would have never considered this or that, or her…but this could be awesome. Blessed are those that can appreciate the perfectly, imperfect majesty unfolding right before their eyes.  I mean really explore, consider and maybe even embrace it. 

It is easy to hide behind self-imposed restrictions and requirements. On the surface they can make us appear self aware, judicious and determined.  But they shouldn’t be the only measure of goodness or we will miss out on the gifts of imperfection that are around us each and everyday.  What do I mean exactly? Ponder the following:

·      Do you have lengthy, non-negotiable list of characteristics for your future partner or friends?

·      Must you be able to do – in your sleep – the requirements for any new job or opportunity before you will even consider it?

·      Are you particularly critical of others attempts at something new, different or influential?

·      Does it totally freak you out to move outside of your comfort zone?

I offer no judgment or critique of your answers. Just for you to consider the following if you answered yes to any of the above questions:

·      How many people have you met that were made to your exact specifications?

·      Where is the excitement and thrill in doing the same thing over, and over, and over again or being type cast into a convenient box?

·      If you could do better why not raise your hand or better yet, lend a hand or advice to someone that is trying?

·      How fulfilling is it to remain in a constant state of comfort?

I have done more than ponder these questions. I have experienced each one of them at one point or another.  And I so appreciate the people in my life that stretch me, encourage me, provide wise counsel, especially the people that see or think of me in ways that I do not fully see or think of myself yet.  The one thing I know is that I have been groomed and I too groom.  I see potential in someone or something and I think about what I bring to the situation.  Can I add value, make it better? Am I needed here, can I learn something new without debasing the opportunity or myself? Fear is always a factor, but experience has taught me the difference between butterflies and imminent danger.

Is fear masquerading as perfectionism in your life? Are self-imposed restrictions serving you well and bringing you joy and satisfaction?  Or are they limiting you in major ways?