I’ve come to realize there’s a profound difference between accepting imperfection and appreciating it. It’s the difference between seeing something through the lens of a pragmatist versus seeing it like an artist.
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It’s Monday morning. 7 a.m. I sit at the kitchen table, gazing out at the dawn. It’s not quite light, but no longer dark. This in-between moment holds both the arrival of light and the retreat of night. And later, as the day dims into dusk, the cycle will reverse. This liminal time feels like a perfect metaphor for the emotions surrounding me lately. A reminder that opposites often co-exist — joy and despair, hope and fear, sadness and light. One woven into the other. One fades so the other may rise.
Read this MusingShedding isn’t about drama or grand declarations. It’s not about throwing everything out or starting over. It’s about discernment — gently letting go of what no longer serves.
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