I lost count at how. many times I laughed out loud at this one...probably because of how I relate. I'm truly a perfectionist (for myself, but not for others) and this means it takes me three times as long to create something and then half as long to be unsatisfied (and also because you are very funny). I know all about "overworking" a painting....trying to get it perfect until I've made it worse. I try to tell myself that old adage when I see myself doing this in writing or painting..."just ship." I've always wished I "had a voice." Have so much fun with your lessons!
Underworking, overworking-which one is it? I'm glad I'm not the only one who can't decide. I like your motto "Just ship" and will keep it in mind the next time I'm in the dilemna zone (which is often!)
We are our own worst critic! Ugh. Your singing doesn’t have to be perfect of course. I am taking dance classes as an adult (didn’t do it when I was a kid). I say, Does it bring me joy? Yes it does! So if so, that’s all you need! Doesn’t have to be perfect- just fun!
learning to love without any expectation of perfection is like becoming a wild animal after having been domestic all my life: what thoughts you bring up and what amazing emotions emerge
What a beautiful, inspired comment! Thanks, Jill. I love the thought of becoming a wild animal again. It reminds me of Glennon Doyle's book Untamed, reminding us that we're cheetahs, not trained pets.
I'm right there with you, Ilona. Perfectionism is poison, but somehow, I find myself being pulled in. When I went back to school as an adult, a friend used to tell me, "Cs get degrees." I chanted that like a mantra, especially in the math classes I had to retake!
Ilona Goanos: Totally agree: x can keep its secrets. The "x" is most beautiful, UNSOLVED.
There is so much potential there.
The picture displays all of the beauty and innocence that Mother Nature intended in creating a little child and a happy dog.
I think the photo is a proverb for proper living.
Both pet and little child are happy in a world that they order, not one that is ordered for them by someone else.
There is so much beauty in that little, proverbial world.
There is so much mystery in the unsolved "x"!
The only qualification --
If only . . .
My regret is in only understanding narratives of the physics discovered by such wonderful persons as Max Planck (Hitler YELLED at this great and good man), Neils Bohr, Werner Heisenberg, and Erwin Schroedinger.
There is a whole "meaning of life" Philosophy in the origins, the Singularity, the Big Bang, the quantum movements of . . . waves? . . . particles? . . .
THAT I would LOVE to understand at its deepest level!
ALAS!
But I am quite happy, because I aspire to the life depicted in the State of Nature, in the photo!
I love the chaos and the surprise of that photo, especially since I was babysitting them at the time. I totally missed that the pup was ripping up the bed mightily while Wes and I were playing in the other room. You can't be everywhere at all times, and that is just fine.
The little child and the puppy, with feathers flying -- precious, irreplaceable, the way MOTHER NATURE meant it to be, FOREVER.
Little dog beds are meant by Mother Nature to be bitten through and for little puppy to joyfully bite through, clench in teeth, shake the muzzle to let feathers fly, and the little child and puppy to joyfully laugh and bark and jump in the beauty of dog-made flying feathers and bitten through bed, while the kind mother or grandmother photographs the event to remember forever.
Haha, we really are on the same wave length today :)
I REALLY appreciate your honesty about the ambiguity of knowing when to "shoot high" and when "good enough" is the way.
You’re right; there are no clear lines, and that can be incredibly frustrating. But I think you hit on something powerful when you talked about learning the signposts. We have to trust our own intuition to guide us. And part of trusting that intuition is forgiving ourselves when we don't always get it right. Progress isn't always linear; sometimes, it's two steps forward, one step back, and a sideways shimmy. The point is we're still moving. And with that, it is more than enough.
Yes, intuition is the way, and we do have to forgive ourselves when we mess up. It's part of the process, including the sideways shimmy. Love that word combo. I might be using that in a newsletter soon.
Right there with you, Ilona! Thank you!
You're welcome, Linda. When are you coming back to Duolingo? I haven't seen you on there lately, amiga.
I lost count at how. many times I laughed out loud at this one...probably because of how I relate. I'm truly a perfectionist (for myself, but not for others) and this means it takes me three times as long to create something and then half as long to be unsatisfied (and also because you are very funny). I know all about "overworking" a painting....trying to get it perfect until I've made it worse. I try to tell myself that old adage when I see myself doing this in writing or painting..."just ship." I've always wished I "had a voice." Have so much fun with your lessons!
Underworking, overworking-which one is it? I'm glad I'm not the only one who can't decide. I like your motto "Just ship" and will keep it in mind the next time I'm in the dilemna zone (which is often!)
Thank you, Ilona, for this delightful reminder.
We are our own worst critic! Ugh. Your singing doesn’t have to be perfect of course. I am taking dance classes as an adult (didn’t do it when I was a kid). I say, Does it bring me joy? Yes it does! So if so, that’s all you need! Doesn’t have to be perfect- just fun!
Great advice! It does bring me joy and that is enough.
learning to love without any expectation of perfection is like becoming a wild animal after having been domestic all my life: what thoughts you bring up and what amazing emotions emerge
What a beautiful, inspired comment! Thanks, Jill. I love the thought of becoming a wild animal again. It reminds me of Glennon Doyle's book Untamed, reminding us that we're cheetahs, not trained pets.
This post was, like you, perfect!
Thanks, hooney.
I'm right there with you, Ilona. Perfectionism is poison, but somehow, I find myself being pulled in. When I went back to school as an adult, a friend used to tell me, "Cs get degrees." I chanted that like a mantra, especially in the math classes I had to retake!
I love that mantra! I don't think schools measure success in a course well. I also think that how well the teacher taught was reflected in my grade.
Ilona Goanos: Totally agree: x can keep its secrets. The "x" is most beautiful, UNSOLVED.
There is so much potential there.
The picture displays all of the beauty and innocence that Mother Nature intended in creating a little child and a happy dog.
I think the photo is a proverb for proper living.
Both pet and little child are happy in a world that they order, not one that is ordered for them by someone else.
There is so much beauty in that little, proverbial world.
There is so much mystery in the unsolved "x"!
The only qualification --
If only . . .
My regret is in only understanding narratives of the physics discovered by such wonderful persons as Max Planck (Hitler YELLED at this great and good man), Neils Bohr, Werner Heisenberg, and Erwin Schroedinger.
There is a whole "meaning of life" Philosophy in the origins, the Singularity, the Big Bang, the quantum movements of . . . waves? . . . particles? . . .
THAT I would LOVE to understand at its deepest level!
ALAS!
But I am quite happy, because I aspire to the life depicted in the State of Nature, in the photo!
I love the chaos and the surprise of that photo, especially since I was babysitting them at the time. I totally missed that the pup was ripping up the bed mightily while Wes and I were playing in the other room. You can't be everywhere at all times, and that is just fine.
Ilona Goanos: The bed is eminently REPLACEABLE!
The little child and the puppy, with feathers flying -- precious, irreplaceable, the way MOTHER NATURE meant it to be, FOREVER.
Little dog beds are meant by Mother Nature to be bitten through and for little puppy to joyfully bite through, clench in teeth, shake the muzzle to let feathers fly, and the little child and puppy to joyfully laugh and bark and jump in the beauty of dog-made flying feathers and bitten through bed, while the kind mother or grandmother photographs the event to remember forever.
No explanation needed. Understood.
And ENJOYED!
Haha, we really are on the same wave length today :)
I REALLY appreciate your honesty about the ambiguity of knowing when to "shoot high" and when "good enough" is the way.
You’re right; there are no clear lines, and that can be incredibly frustrating. But I think you hit on something powerful when you talked about learning the signposts. We have to trust our own intuition to guide us. And part of trusting that intuition is forgiving ourselves when we don't always get it right. Progress isn't always linear; sometimes, it's two steps forward, one step back, and a sideways shimmy. The point is we're still moving. And with that, it is more than enough.
Yes, intuition is the way, and we do have to forgive ourselves when we mess up. It's part of the process, including the sideways shimmy. Love that word combo. I might be using that in a newsletter soon.