anti perfectionist

I am not a perfectionist.  I am anti perfectionism.  I hate it.  I can't stand it.  Being perfect, that idea.  Stops me in my flow.  It makes me fearful, hesitant, and quite frankly, rubbish.

I need to go for it in order to access any of my brilliance.  I need to feel free and forgiven. I need to feel light, able to fail fast, f*ck up, start again, playfully, with grace and humour. 

My best work happens when I don't give a shit about the outcome.  I just immerse myself into the process, get down to the present, work with what is, respond, adapt, hone, get wild, step back, reassess.  Its a moving, growing ALIVE process.  Not a fearful, stifled, small, safe self conscious thing.

Its proper WILD.  And then, see the magic steps in.  Letting go of the outcome its the whole dancing like no one is watching thing. 

Perfection- is HOW THINGS ARE

and yet, HOW THINGS ARE is the most frustrating thing ever and needs a bit of WILDness to break it so that new things can form.

Now I am not making sense.  But hell.  At least I am happy. 

Brave, Curious, Engaged, Imperfect.  Enough