There are many facets to everything in life.
Many facets of the truth.
Many facets to the people we love.
Many facets of ourselves.
For me, it's often easiest to the love the facets I find most pleasing.
Be it with myself or with others.
But to love the facets that aren't as pleasing — the parts of myself and others I don't like or I wish would change....well...that can feel like a stretch sometimes.
(Sometimes it feels downright impossible.)
I know that when I can be in acceptance of all the facets the beauty is able to fully emerge.
(*note acceptance does not mean condoning or agreeing; acceptance means seeing that there's always some beauty and wholeness present. It might be hidden, but it's always present.)
I look at this flower — with all the details up close.
The flower *is* beautiful, but it's far from perfect.
Notice the misshapen petal. How the center has asymmetrical shapes.
Those parts are not perfect.
And then I think…maybe that is part of the perfection.
As it is with each of us. As it is with all things.
Image: from November 2009, bouquet on kitchen table
Flowering Fridays is a weekly look at flowers through the lens of what they might teach us about flowering fully in our life. Past editions are here.