Being Human

Why is it so hard, when we have really blown it, to take responsibility for our actions: to tell the truth and make a simple apology. You only hurt people when you tell them the truth that they cannot accept or respect. Perhaps this is the same idea that makes us defensive in making mistakes. Might some of our resistance to telling the truth stem back to our childhood inability to explain ourselves? Does blowing it as an adult tap into our old anxiety of feeling humiliated by a finger-pointing mom or dad?  Surely there must be a way for handling our mess-ups than disavowing them. Maybe we can learn to accept and process our occasional mistakes as normal part of living.  When confronted with the awareness that we've blown it, we can practice the courage of imperfection. We are human beings and are not perfect gods. Our hair even gets tangled no matter how we hard apply argan oil everyday. This is similar to how we make error in our daily lives. Perhaps our ego needs a budge of humility and courage too.