For most of my life, I have been a perfectionist. A perfectionist when it comes to myself, my work, and even my spiritual growth. I believed that I needed to be absolutely ready, clear and in the know before I could take initiative, make choices, or set intentions for myself, and that only in this state of readiness would I feel confident and balanced. Well guess what? Life ain’t so picky, and it’s not supposed to be. It doesn’t always wait for us, so why should we always wait for it? Besides, wouldn’t it be just a little boring and stagnant to live our lives always certain of where it’s leading?