Think of something that you have always wanted to do. What is stopping you from doing it? I know for me, one thing that I have always wanted to do is write a book. I have started so many books, and have so many ideas, but never seem to be able to make it past 10 pages.
I get so hung up on my book being perfect that I never actually complete it. I never actually complete even half the book. Recently I learned about the importance of imperfect action and am using that term as my new life moto. When you think about it, it doesnt really matter if you are great at something or you suck at it. Nobody cares but you! The point is that you do it. Then, the more that you do it, the better you get.
Take the classic example of riding a bike. How do you teach someone to ride a bike? Do you have them spend days and weeks standing on the sidewalk watching other people bike? Do you give them a pile of books to read on bike riding? Or do you set them on a bike and let them try it out? Theyre almost guaranteed to fall a time or two, and people might drive by and think they look a little silly. But who cares, eventually they figure it out.
“A perfect life is boring”
Think of your first day at your current job. Did you walk in like a boss and make zero mistakes? No! You probably showed up in a bundle of nerves with a million questions and thought you were never going to remember everything. But you showed up. Imagine if we were as persistent with chasing our wildest dreams as we are with our jobs. If I had just kept writing that first time I sat down to write a book and kept going until it was finished I probably would have written several by now! The first one would almost certainly be terrible, but maybe the second one would come easier, and the third might even make sense!
This blog post certainly isnt perfect, but Im publishing it anyways. A perfect life is boring. Maybe in a few years I will look back at this post and laugh at my punctuation errors, Im just glad I will have something to look back on at all.
P.S. Ill keep you posted on that book of mine, its happening