i thought about the missing piece

Initially today I thought about this idea from a different direction.

I was coming at my life and the variations in my life, that Nikki also called

'the eras in your life.' All the different zeitgeists and traditions and spirt

and people that go along with each venture in life that seem to flash in my mind,

never giving me a sense of permanence or ground to set on. Too much

variations??

I left the monastery just now to go and get some ice cream at the mini mart

and as I began to drive there I was looking within me for some assurances for which

that I was trying to move forward, as in could I see a path to go on.

I thought again about my friend who said "Be careful about perfection!"

And I hope I haven't been an insufferable brat about my life.

I thought just then that there seems to always be a 'missing piece' in life.

I got comfortable with that thought and that idea.
I thought to myself "God is the missing piece."

I thought about how I can go through my days and have moments of 

dissonance where I can be inspired to be ashamed by a mistake made

but I am learning to let that go by the wayside and let the feeling echo into 

the distance. After all it was but a moment.

I know that none of us is perfect and we're all seeking answers...maybe that

missing piece in life that can carry our friendship along the way. :)