Perfect Imperfection

Some days we are reminded of the imperfection of ourselves. There is perfection in our imperfection; that the combination of all of our imperfections creates perfect moments over and over again for us to discover who we really are. The existence of our imperfection leads us back to the center of humility, from only where we can see the truth. The duality of ourselves reflects that of the universe around us, as we are made in It's image. We are at once beautiful and repulsive, the Good Wolf and the Bad Wolf. Without darkness there would be no such thing as light, without pain there would be no such thing as joy.