Nothing Is Perfect
I would like express a simple idea:
Nothing is perfect.
That is not to say that there is no thing that is perfect, but rather to simply state that nothing (no-thing) is completely and utterly perfect.
Every day we are levying comparisons between “what is” and “what is not.” That is to say we have a nervous system and a linear way of thinking that makes distinctions between “this” and “that” based upon the perceived contrast of the two. This is the only way we can discern where one thing ends and another begins. Yet this is extremely misleading and is the sole cause of the saying “you never know what you have until it’s gone.”
As long as we are indulging in the need to distinguish things from their surroundings and to thusly place boundaries on everything, we are ultimately making the conscious decision to define something as we see it and not as it truly is in itself. These are blemishes of perception, akin to a child reaching out to touch something through a window and leaving fingerprints on the glass thus obscuring the view.
When we compare the past to the present (or this to that) we focus on the contrast between what “is” and what “is not.” Immediately we project a negative consequence onto the present before it even has a chance to simply express its own nature to us and it is entirely unfair to the world and to ourselves.
“I used to have money and now I do not.”
“I used to be with a lover and now I am not.”
“I used to be the only person who knew about that band, but now everyone does.”
I struggle with this on a daily basis and I imagine I’m not the only one. A state of poverty is really only a paradigm of contrast. Compared to Bill Gates I am poor but compared to children in Darfur I am wealthy.
I am ever more convinced that it is only by letting go of the past and relinquishing this desire to define and compartmentalize that we are finally able to appreciate things as they truly are in their natural present state. And in that state, the wealth of beauty and potential in this world and in yourself is so unavoidably obvious that you can NEVER go back to seeing the world any other way. It will fundamentally change your heart in a way that can make you impervious to difficulty not because you’re standing against it but because you choose to accept it precisely as it is.
Thus, just as a window, only through perfect nothing can we see perfect something. Nothing is perfect; therefore, everything is perfect.