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Self-Awareness, Values and Perfection



We should be eager to embrace self love, and be a perpetual learner in this voyage. I’ve stopped apologizing for who I am and have learned that I am “perfect” the way I am. I will constantly be growing, evolving and working on bad habits. But, those flaws; those imperfections are part of the beauty that makes me, me. “If you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me at my best.” ― Marilyn Monroe.

Philippians 2:2-8

Complete my joy by being of the same mind, having the same love, being in full accord and of one mind. Do nothing from rivalry or conceit, but in humility count others more significant than yourselves. Let each of you look not only to his own interests, but also to the interests of others. Have this mind among yourselves, which is yours in Christ Jesus, who, though he was in the form of God, did not count equality with God a thing to be grasped, …

I’m Not Perfect (Yes, you keep showing me that.)

Our identity should be seen as an ongoing process. Rather than a static snapshot, we should embrace a flowing sense of self. Whereby, we are perpetually re-framing, re-organizing, re-thinking and re-considering ourselves. How different would life be if rather than asking who am I? We contemplated how we’d like to engage life… But I think the reason I’ve never had that mindset (“I not perfect”), is because I do believe in our innate “perfection” along with the amazing ability we all have to grow. We can change, clear things up and make real, heartfelt amends when necessary. It doesn’t normally cross my mind to consider whether I am doing something “perfectly” and right or wrong. I, for the most part, move through the world thinking I can do almost anything I put my mind to!


Luke 18:9-14

He also told this parable to some who trusted in themselves that they were righteous, and treated others with contempt: “Two men went up into the temple to pray, one a Pharisee and the other a tax collector. The Pharisee, standing by himself, prayed thus: ‘God, I thank you that I am not like other men, extortioners, unjust, adulterers, or even like this tax collector. I fast twice a week; I give tithes of all that I get.’ But the tax collector, standing far off, would not even lift up his eyes to heaven, but beat his breast, saying, ‘God, be merciful to me, a sinner!’ …

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