This idea that everything is perfect, just as it is, right now, is a hard pill for us to swallow, especially when taken to its logical fulfillment.
First, it is indeed a pill — and strong medicine at that.
Second, the idea of “perfect” in this sense comes from the Greek, “perfektos,” which doesn’t mean flawless or without problems; it means the utmost idea of being complete.
Complete as in lacking nothing. Everything required is there, and in balance.
On a sunshine-and-rainbows trip, it’s easy to agree with that. But if you are walking in a challenged part of town, and turn to see someone being violently mugged, can you say that “all is perfect?” Or what if you learn that a loved one just received a diagnosis of a terminal disease?
The unpopular but true answer to the question is, “yes.” I just lost a ton of you right there, didn’t I.
You and are are waves on the ocean of consciousness; we peak, we crest, we fall, our life in our ego / body / mind comes to an end, yet the ocean remains as one fluid entity, restless, seething, alive, and unified. Regardless of how well we integrate our emotions into the experience, that is it. Period.
Continuing my series of Awareness posts, I have to remind you to be aware of this unity, of this non-separation at every moment. To take a moment out of context of the eternal is to have, to put it mildly, a reduced view. Bringing an emotion to that reduced view and then making long-term decisions based upon that emotional reaction would also be less than optimal.
You end up robbing yourself.
So open your eyes. Open your heart. Practice the sensitivity required to feel that you are not separate in anyway from that which you call desirable, and equally so, that which you find repugnant.
Perfection is everything you sense. Beauty in everything, however, comes from pervasive awareness.
IMAGE: The corner or a parking lot, beyond which trashcans sit in the rain.