Flo

Rob Brezny’s Free Will Astrology, printed in the Fort Collins Weekly, typically has something interesting to consider about the Gemini part of me.  Today it’s long: 

“Lord, grant that I may always desire more than I can accomplish,” prayed Michelangelo. He exulted in the feeling of having too much to express. He thrived on the stimulus of his delicious frustration, and used the inspiring sting of his nagging inadequacy as a fuel for his boundless creativity. Are you willing to experiment with this approach, Gemini? Do you have the nerve to love what’s imperfect about your life? Are you brave enough to laugh at the probability that your yearning will never be completely fulfilled?”

Love what is imperfect about my life?

That’s a tough one for me.  The inner critic starts squawking.  It has a Loud Voice.  Annoying Voice.  Things like “What are you doing?”   “Now, that’s effective.”  Little reminders that I still cannot get it right.  Little slams and digs that magnify my insecurities enough that I’m irritable and grumble them aloud, under my breath.  Where did those affirmations go?

Laughing at myself is something I need to do more of.  I’ll create a new “to do” list: 

Take things slightly less seriously

Accept that I’ll always carry some imperfections (it makes me human!)

Laugh more often.

Consider this: Do you have the nerve to love what’s imperfect about your life?