miracles of the moon 𖦹

Somewhere along the way, we learned this rule: only do it if you’re good at it.

Sing, but only if you can sing well.
Dance, but only if you look good doing it.
Create, but only if it’s impressive.

And if not?

Better to stay quiet. Better to not try at all.

We grow up being measured. With grades, feedback, opinions and comparison. We learn that doing something is often followed by being evaluated. And slowly, we start to connect our worth to our performance.

So before we even begin, we ask ourselves:
am I good enough? And if the answer feels like no… we hold back.

Not everything is meant to be perfected. Some things are meant to be felt.

I remember sitting in an ayahuasca ceremony, surrounded by others, held in a space that felt both raw and sacred. At one point, I sang together with one of the fellow volunteers. “Shiva Shambo”. And then I let the song “River Is Flowing” move through me.

I’m not a great singer, necessarily. I don’t have perfect pitch. I don’t perform. But in that moment… none of that mattered.

Because I wasn’t singing to be good. I was singing to express. To feel. To be part of something. And it was beautiful. Not because it was perfect, but because it was real.

When we allow ourselves to do things without needing to be good at them, something opens. We become more free. More creative. More connected to ourselves.

We stop performing… and start experiencing.

Because the truth is, most of the things that make life rich were never meant to be judged. They were meant to be lived.

Often, it’s not about being “good.” It’s about being seen. Being heard.
Being vulnerable. Being witnessed in something that feels raw and unpolished. And that can feel scary. But it’s also where the magic is.

What if you sang, just because you felt like it?
What if you danced, even if it looked messy?
What if you tried something new, without needing to be good at it?

You don’t need to be good to begin. You don’t need to be perfect to participate. You don’t need permission to express yourself. Sometimes, the most beautiful moments come from the places where we stop trying to be impressive and simply allow ourselves to be real.