Just A Little Closer To Perfection

Blueberry Scones

Blueberry Scones

I’ve heard that no one is perfect.  I believe that saying as well, but it doesn’t stop me from reaching for the stars.  It also doesn’t stop me from judging people who don’t seem to give a hoot about things that I may deem important.  We are all different, we all have different wants and desires but that doesn’t mean I have to like your BLANK and you don’t have to like my BLANK.  We can be respectful of people’s BLANK, but I don’t have to like it, agree with it or anything else with it.  And that goes both ways.

I have been working on my scones and biscuits for a very long time.  The butter has to be the right chilled temperature, the dough can not be handled or mixed too much, and the simple amount of sugar and salt have to be added.    I like to use a Cuisinart to blend my flour and frozen butter, to use my hands less because the body temperature from your hands melt the butter.  The dance is a delicate one.  I like to use fresh blueberries as well, so you can’t mix them in too roughly or they will all squash.   There are millions of biscuit and scone recipes out there but you have to practice.  Again, like life…

I love this dance in the kitchen.  I love this dance of life.  I believe anyone can be loving, doing, dreaming of their own accord.  It takes all kinds to make a beautiful masterpiece.  But notice I said loving, doing, dreaming.  If we aren’t doing those things then what are we adding to our universe?  For to many years I was adding hatred, frustration, and anger.  Some of it was passed down from the women before me and some of it was of my own.  I am a woman.  I am raising three beautiful powerful, smart women.  They don’t need to learn my lessons of life.  They will have enough of their own lessons.   Sitting numb and immovable is not a choice for me anymore.  This is where my judgments come into play.  I dislike seeing people go through life thinking that they can not achieve their authentic perfection.  My belief is that you can but you have to actually try.  The pain of feeling change seems to be far less than actually living a lifetime of it.

And that is todays sermon from me!  My father passed down preaching to me,  and his father passed it down to him.   My Grandfather was an actual Baptist preacher from a small town in Georgia.

Once, my father wrote the Beatitudes on a white wall that my brother and I would erase until my dad finally wrote it in permanent marker.  We still laugh about how mad my dad would get when we erased his inspirational thoughts.  Teens…

This dance of life is daily getting me, to what I believe is my flawed perfection.  And I am super glad to say, it may not look pretty, but I am dancing.  I wish you, a happy authentic dance!

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4 thoughts on “Just A Little Closer To Perfection

  1. One of my core philosophies is to strive for excellence, rather than perfection. Consider what happens once you reach perfection (if it is even possible): how do you recover and keep going, knowing that everything else you do from here on out will never exceed your (or anyone else’s) expectations?

    But if you strive for excellence, you’ll always find an opportunity to make changes, to improve, and to deliver quality.

    If you’re curious, I first blogged about perfection vs. excellence about two years ago: http://readingbyeugene.com/2011/06/28/perfection-vs-excellence

  2. I too used to think of excellence as being the better “thing” to strive for, but now, in my humble opinion, both words can be interchangeable. Depending on the perspective of the person, perfection can be very different to individuals. I will be striving for perfection, excellence, awesomeness, the creme de la creme, the very best. That may mean I burn the biscuits!! The beautiful part of all that, is that it can change from one day to the next on what my definition of perfection would be- Today my day was perfect because I am alive and loving life!

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