Lately, I have been thinking about the idea of “wabi-sabi.” It’s the Japanese worldview that broadly sees the beauty of nature as imperfect and transient. I interpret it as seeing the perfection in the imperfection; that each person/place/thing holds its own form of beauty. That, to really appreciate what something is offering, it’s about being present, even as messy and wrong as it may seem. It’s about perspective.

For a while now, I’ve have been “dreaming of a place for my heart to rest,” in the form of self-expression, in the home I co-create, in the service my work can provide, and in the person I show up as, etc. I think maybe we are all seeking a form of that on one level or another and maybe it’s an ever-evolving thing. Yet, I was always too scared to take the leap or the ways I wanted to didn’t feel right. I’d endlessly overcomplicate things and block myself from actually doing it. I was focusing on the perfection, not the appreciation for the imperfect/transient. The truth. 

I turned 27 a couple weeks ago. It wasn’t so much the actual day but the couple of months that have led up to it that are birthing a new perspective of life within me. The wabi-sabi kind of perspective - a deep appreciation of life through pain and transience. Though, seeing as it is a new year for me, I am also taking the opportunity to keep promises I’ve made to myself, big and small. This blog being one of them, a start - one place for my heart to rest. 

Because, ultimately, I’m fucking over perfection - I have always been interested in the imperfect/messy art that makes me truly feel something. I want to share my imperfect world with you, this is my way of expressing gratitude for the journey ahead. Hopefully, it will elevate/heal your world too, whoever you are.