Practicing Imperfection ONE Mess at a Time

I hear the demands of perfection whisper from time to time. I see the empty canvas and blank pages and feel fear rise up. The thoughts of “what if I mess this up”, “what if it doesn’t work” and “what will other people think” still visit. But noticing it helps. Not letting it make all my decisions helps. And most of all showing up to paint, write and giving myself permission to make a mess helps.

What helps you practice imperfection?