Mistakes

Why do we fear them so much? Why do we loath to be wrong? Why do we cover our face in shame at the thought that we have taken the wrong turn, said the wrong thing, mispelt a word, pronounced a word wrongly etc. What is so wrong in being wrong? Why do we allow our humanity to cripple us? Why do we allow our frailties to hinder us? Why does mockery brother us? Why do the nay sayer get to us? Why do we hide when we have not done anything, just the thought that we might get it wrong is enough to send some of us into everlasting exile. We banish ourselves before anyone else does it for us. And so what, if we get it wrong? Again I ask, what is so wrong in being wrong. What is so shameful in falling over? Why does it chip away at our self esteem that we discover we are not perfect when we were never meant to be perfect. Perfection is afterall, an illusion, it does not exist. Continuous improvement, progress are attainable, perfection is not, as it does not exist.

Of course someone will say ‘what rubbish!’ Actually more than someone might say that, it could even be the majority. But if we are manifesting our innate being, our authentic self, how can it be wrong? How can it be rubbish? How can it be wrong to ‘be”, even if we make a mistake in the process? How many have stayed back for the fear of not getting it right? We are the worse critic of ourselves, we hold back our hands without any apparent external assistance, just because we might get it wrong.

To hell with getting it wrong, let’s fall flat on our faces if we will! Let us make all the mistakes, let us plaster the walls of our lives like collage of all our numerous mishaps, let us put it out to dry and see if the heavens and earth will collapse on our heads. And I waited, but not a thump, the earth beneath my feet did not give way. Yes I got ugly dissapproving looks, crooked pointing fingers, scourge of the tongue and some overdue dissaociations but it was all good riddance. And yet I emerged from it all, and I improved and got better and better until my days here were done.

And so I kept going, from one mistake to the next mistake all the way to my victory!