Mistakes – are beautiful

Embracing the Beauty of Mistakes

Have you ever found yourself contemplating the idea of rewinding time, hitting backspace, or deleting certain decisions and actions from your life’s story? It’s a thought that often crosses my mind too. How wonderful it would be to start afresh, to rewrite our narratives on a blank canvas. Even as I write this blog, I find myself backtracking, deleting, and rewriting my typos and mistakes. So, why can’t we do the same in real life? Right?!

Perhaps there’s a profound reason behind this inability to erase our missteps. One thing I’m certain of is that mistakes, or even failures, have the remarkable ability to transform us and sometimes even lead to something truly beautiful. Take, for instance, my own experience of making a poor choice in a partner. While it was undoubtedly a mistake, it resulted in the creation of two beautiful beings. Through accepting and learning from that mistake, I emerged as a stronger individual. Subsequently, I made wiser choices, though not without their own share of missteps. After all, it’s our mistakes that make us inherently human. Imagine a world where we were flawless, where every error could be erased with a simple keystroke – we’d resemble machines or apps rather than complex, imperfect beings.

Now, you might be pondering the gravity of certain mistakes – those that involve drug abuse, violence, or even life-threatening blunders. While these may not fit neatly into the category of simple mistakes, there’s still hope. In my native language, there’s a saying that translates to “It is morning, any moment you open your eye”, meaning, “Every moment is a fresh start.” It’s a reminder that the moment we recognize our mistakes is a pivotal one – a call to action, a chance to alter our trajectory. As long as we’re breathing, we have the power of choice.

We’re all prone to making mistakes, some trivial and others monumental. What truly matters is what we create from those missteps. Do we allow them to define us, to weigh us down with regret? Or do we seize the opportunity to evolve, to craft a more refined version of ourselves? Can we, collectively, endeavor to turn our mistakes into something beautiful?