When you mentor and teach, there’s this feeling that you should be perfect – or at least quite close to perfect.
Thing is, I was thinking about this the other day, thinking about how put off I can be by somebody who seems to just ‘have it all together’.
I guess it just doesn’t seem all that genuine.
One of my favourite teachers, Clare Campbell, says that if you meet a teacher who knows it all, run a mile.
I think the fact that I’m a little rough around the edges is a strength. Many people have actually said this! At first I was not sure how to take these remarks, but now I see it as a compliment.
People who work with me on realising their creative dreams are happy that I’m a real person, because it shows them that they (real people) can also achieve creative dreams. That they (YOU) don’t have to be perfect to have a perfectly splendid life.
So, here is a little post – celebrating my imperfections…… all the things that bug me about ME, when I look at other people who are doing this helping-other-people-to-awesomeness thing. I’m going to don my tiara and be the Empress of Imperfect. See if I don’t.
I don’t meditate every day. I meditate sometimes, but the thought of doing it every morning at the same time, or even every day, just doesn’t … it just doesn’t happen.
Ditto running. And yoga.
I get stressed and shout at computers, a LOT.
I live in a perfectly ordinary sized, non-mansiony, rather quirky, very messy house. The bathroom gets cleaned only when I can stand it no longer. The living room is half filled with parrot toys and there is usually bird poop on the floor. And on some of the chairs. Sigh.
I am often late for things. About 20 minutes is my average.
I shout at my partner for “making me late”.
Doing things at the last minute is just the way I do things. I think I must like the adrenaline rush, or something!
I enjoy green smoothies, and other healthy tasty things to eat, and eat vegan food very often – because that’s the way I want to eat. I also have pizza, cheese, chips and red wine quite often – sometimes at the same time. Balance, n’est-ce pas?
I speak French badly.
I often read the last page of a novel after the first chapter because I can’t stand to not know the ending.
I have a bag of unfinished crochet projects next to my favourite chair. The wool catches around my ankles when I stand up and the bag trails along after me, like a lost puppy.
Ditto half read books, mainly on time management and self improvement. A big pile, by the bed.
Going to bed early. I know I should. I just don’t. Even if I get there early, I hang out on Twitter for an hour.
Hanging clothes up? Ironing clothes? Please! My clothes live in little piles on the floor, chairs and some are in little colour-coded containers, which I don’t put the right colours into. Life is too short to hang things up, honestly.
I get cross when people blame stuff on Mercury being in retrograde. I think uncharitable, bad thoughts about how unscientific they are, and about how clever I am not to believe such things. This may well be caused by Mercury being in retrograde.
I want an iPad. I can’t stop thinking about the shiny thing I want, at the same time I am ashamed to want a shiny thing because it’s awfully shallow. But shiny.
Vampires. I love them. But not when they sparkle – no.
I love cats, but say sweary words when I see them in the garden around the bird feeders. Grrrrr.
I never did learn to drive.
I used to cycle everywhere but now my poor bike lies rusting next to the house.
I don’t have a blogging planner. So, I’ll catch you – when I catch you!
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