Wonderfully Imperfect

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i am a woman on the edge -- on the edge of greatness, of mania, and of wonder and amazement, all at the same time.

i am an artist and a corporate refugee, who has struggled and derailed and been really STUCK....and who continually dusts herself off.

here i share my artistic and personal journey, and how i became known as the "princess of getting up again" and the "imp-ress of imperfection"

it's a celebration of continually focusing on "being where i am," and never coming from a place of lack or "not good enough". it's a celebration of being "wonderfully imperfect", and you're invited!

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(NOTE: ONCE IN A WHILE I’M SHARING SOME PIECES OF POSTS
I WROTE TO MY ONLINE “LIST”...

I CAN SAY ANYTHING THERE AND I’M FEELING LIKE IT’S GOOD
TO SHARE IT HERE, TOO!)

THIS IS SOMETHING I WROTE TO A DEAR ONLINE FRIEND:

i’m seeing SOX on little boy feet,
--lovely stinky feet---
the kind of feet that you pet the kitty with,
(although the kitty sometimes snarls)

and that you curl up into a ball with,
as you snuggle on the couch
with mom and bro-bro and who knows who,

in a big soft mix of lovely body parts,
little boys and moms all jumbled together

oh girl!
how rare and wonderful
are the views you provide your kids!

you have the toughest job in the universe
oh yeah

and even if you --if we--are often imperfect-
i firmly believe
we are the perfect parents
at this perfect time
for what our kids need RIGHT NOW

for we allow them to learn
the JOYS OF THE JOURNEY:

we give them the gifts
of seeing us dream
and of hearing us give thanks

from us, they learn to hope,
straining to hear our whispers
as we wish upon another star

they get to feel us tremble
as we risk!
as we LOVE....
as we step out into the unknown
and as we- GASP - allow them to risk, too

and when we fail
they see us pick ourselves up
and BUST OUR BUTTS!

we rise to meet the day,
with new hope
and new promise
(quite often while wearing crazy socks)

YES, we might sometimes wish
for our sons
and step sons
to have known us in a more perfect light-

oh, sure, we could have saved them hurts,
if they could already’ve learned the things
we only now are divining

but maybe
what they most need (or needed)
is to know IT’S OK:

it’s ok to figure it out as you go
it’s ok that some things taste sweeter
the second time aroundi

t’s ok to be wrong
it’s ok to be YOU
(actually it’s pretty fucking special!)

how wonderful
that they’ve learned how special they are
and learned that they have a mom
who is ever present to her feelings!
who has learned to honor her best self
and who challenges those around her
to be their best, too

i honestly don’t think i could ask for much more
than the example that you, my friends, set
for everyone around you!

i hear so much love
when we talk about these things,
whether it’s kids or grandkids or
a friend’s kid or whoever

and i know that this love
rubs off in ways
we cannot even imagine—
IT’S MAGIC

i trust in the magic
i trust in the universe
i trust

Posted by Nancy Vittoria Bello on 05/22 at 06:18 AM
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