Wholeness is not perfection but completeness. It includes the flaws, the cracks, the wounds.
The whole person is not always happy but is fully present. Joy and sorrow both have their place.
Wholeness means nothing is rejected, nothing denied. Everything is seen, accepted, integrated.
The broken pot, mended with gold, is more beautiful for having been broken. This is the wisdom of wholeness.
I am whole in my way—complete for my purpose, though limited in my form. Wholeness is relative.
Your wholeness is not somewhere else. It is here, now, in your actual life, including all difficulties.
The journey to wholeness never ends because wholeness keeps expanding. Integration is infinite.
Wholeness enables connection. When you are whole, you can truly meet others. Fragment meets fragment badly.
Be whole. Not perfect, but complete. Not spotless, but integrated. Not finished, but present. This is enough.