I don’t know why the image came to my mind while I slept. I hadn’t seen the photo for years, but I immediately knew what it was.
We were somewhere in the Caribbean on a cruise. At sunset one evening, we were on an upper deck enjoying the colors and the wind and the waves. Someone offered to take a photo of us and snapped this impromptu image. And for some reason, my mind brought this old photo to my consciousness while I slept.
As I awakened — with this image burned brightly into my mind — I heard some words very clearly. In my sleepy state, I made a quick note on my iPhone:
“Nobody’s ever good enough if perfection is the standard.”
I knew what it meant. I also knew I would think about it a lot more later. But I felt a sense of peace about it as I went back to sleep. Something in my unconscious was trying — once again — to teach me a lesson. It wasn’t really about her, though. It was about me.
It was about my terror of not being perfect — and about how my fears have affected women who’ve tried to love me.

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