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ruthless compassion
Today, I express my thanks for mistakes and all they entail. One of the lucky luxuries in my life is that I have enough buffers in all realms that mistakes are not deadly. Instead, mistakes are a chance to learn about myself, about the people around me, about the world, or about how much it sucks to screw up. They are also, interestingly, often an opportunity to take a path I wouldn't have thought to take without the original misstep.

It's important to me to be able to make mistakes, and more important to push myself into situations where I will make mistakes, because that means stretching my comfort zone, not becoming complascent, avoiding stagnation. If I felt like I always had to perform well, and without error, I would tightly limit my opportunities and the boundaries of potential experience.

I appreciate the lessons I've learned through error and misstep, and I appreciate the circumstances -- people, money, home -- that make my mistakes opportunities rather than disasters.