Finding Peace In Imperfection

There's a beautiful little figure called the Orang Malu, or the "Weeping Buddha," from Indonesia. It's carved in a hunched posture, hands covering its face, quietly crying—but not only for itself. It's said to weep for the whole world's pain, gently reminding us that vulnerability isn't weakness; it's profound strength.

Orang Malu - Weeping Buddha

The recent lunar eclipse in Virgo brought forward this wisdom strongly—reminding us to pause, look inward, and honour our hidden sorrows and grief. Especially those we may have buried deeply, because facing them felt too overwhelming or uncomfortable.

I've been feeling this energy personally today, revisiting a loss that shaped me deeply—something I once cherished in secret, something that ended painfully and was difficult to face. In that experience, I lost a part of myself, a part I didn't even realise existed until it was seen by another. It was beautiful, imperfect, messy, and human. And yes, it hurt. Deeply.

But maybe the magic of truly letting go isn't about forgetting or even moving on perfectly. Maybe it's about accepting our humanness, our imperfection, our messiness. Life doesn't unfold neatly, and neither do our hearts. We're meant to feel it all—the joy, the grief, the love, and the loss.

This eclipse is whispering gently to us: What grief or loss have you tucked away, hoping you'd forget? What hidden part of yourself have you been afraid to reclaim because it felt messy or imperfect? Remember, our beauty isn't found in perfection; it's found in embracing all parts of our journey—the joy, the sorrow, and every messy bit in between.

In your gentle willingness to accept these imperfections, you reclaim yourself. You rediscover that love hasn't ended, even when a relationship has. It lives on, quietly, in the ways we honour and cherish our experiences, no matter how they ended.

So today, join me in embodying your inner Orang Malu. Hold your grief tenderly. Know it's safe to sit with your emotions, even if they’re uncomfortable, messy, or painful. Because your strength lies not in perfect healing, but in your willingness to sit softly with yourself.

Remember:

“My gentleness is my strength.”

“In softness, I reclaim myself.”

“It's safe to sit with my messy feelings.”

Today, allow your humanness fully, beautifully, and imperfectly. In doing so, peace gently finds its way back home to you.

Sending you love.