This morning as I was preparing for a mediumship reading, I mindlessly picked up a small crystal angel that sits on my desk. The crystal felt smooth and cool to my touch and then my attention was drawn to the wings where I felt the small chips along the edges from the dings of life. I had a moment of feeling bad about chipping the statue when Spirit flooded in with ‘we all have imperfections. No one is perfect, yet we are all part of the Divine Light – perfection not required