Perfection and Fear

Trying to sort out the immensity of the fact that every moment is the last. 

Every choice annihilates an infinity of other possible choices.

There is no going back. 

Every moment is a one-way door into the now. 

And there is something that is afraid. 

To make a mistake. A misstep.

The myth of perfection. 

The attachment to a sense of security.

Scared to make a mistake.

Scared to do “the wrong thing.”

But

Perfection is in each choice. 

Perfection is in each facet.

Perfection is in the mistake, the misstep.

Perfection is the aliveness, the organic-ness, the incongruity.

Perfection is the mathematics, it is the order and it is the chaos.

Perfection is the whole and the part.

Perfection is the slip and the fall. 

Perfection is the absolute balance.

Perfection is the way hidden in all the ways.

The fear is part of the perfection.

The fear is the booster rocket that blasts us into orbit. 

That frees us from the gravity of the ego. 

Let the fear do its work. 

Trust the trajectory of the calculations that are beyond the intellect.

Let your heart be the present-moment pilot of your life.