Flawed And Fabulous Quotes

Dear Human: You've got it all wrong. You didn't come here to master unconditional love. This is where you came from and where you'll return. You came here to learn personal love. Universal love. Messy love. Sweaty Love. Crazy love. Broken love. Whole love. Infused with divinity. Lived through the grace of stumbling. Demonstrated through the beauty of... messing up. Often. You didn't come here to be perfect, you already are. You came here to be gorgeously human. Flawed and fabulous. And rising again into remembering. But unconditional love? Stop telling that story. Love in truth doesn't need any adjectives. It doesn't require modifiers. It doesn't require the condition of perfection. It only asks you to show up. And do your best. That you stay present and feel fully. That you shine and fly and laugh and cry and hurt and heal and fall and get back up and play and work and live and die as YOU. Its enough. It's Plenty.

If you embrace your flaws, nobody can use them against you.

My simplistic answer to the question “Who am I?” is this: my truest, purest, nonnegotiable identity is the beloved. And in spite of my checkered past, my fabulous flops, my painful history, my deepest flaws, my bonehead screwups, and, yes, even beyond my own beliefs about myself, I am God’s beloved. This is my foundational identity and the foundational identity of every human being.

Don’t twist yourself into a pretzel just to be liked. Be your fabulous self so the right people will love you. Trying to fit into someone else’s mold is like wearing shoes two sizes too small—painful & pointless. Embrace your flaws, flaunt your true self, & let your true colors shine like a disco ball. The right people will be drawn to your authentic self, & they’re the ones worth keeping. So, drop the act & be unapologetically you—because that’s where the real magic happens.

For the longest time, agile but fabulously naïve thinkers have looked carelessly at this world, studying its greater forms and lesser functions in meticulous half detail, never once suspecting that they might in fact be little more than the treasured playthings for another’s depraved amusement; trinkets cast across a board and encouraged to meditate on grand meanings of purpose, and then permitted to broadcast their reliably flawed conclusions back to anxious audiences desperate to hear that—despite all that they saw around them—all was in fact well in the universe.

Honestly, if I wanted to die I’d simply climb your ego and jump to your IQ,” she said in a fabulously bored tone and then went back to her work.

Embrace your quirks, own your flaws, and flaunt your fabulousness. Being true to yourself is not just a trend; it's a lifestyle.