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.

Calif. Gov. Jerry Brown: ‘Not every human problem deserves a law’
Forget your partner’s best traits; worst traits predict your future
In dysfunctional modern culture, porn defines ‘normal’ for millions
Spending all of life in politics leaves many out of touch with real people
Do you want a company or do you just want to get something done?
We find meaning in responsibility, not in pursuit of empty pleasures
We frequently go back to the past hoping to find a different future
I wanted to be Capt. James Kirk; have I become Ignatius J. Reilly?
Her dad didn’t want to help her, so here’s a jack-o’-lantern for Hannah