What are you waiting for?
I’m in the midst of preparing for an art exhibition opening this Friday that I organized with 15 artists. The show is in my 1.5 bedroom apartment in Oakland, CA – a rental. One of the places where we normally think, “I’m just renting.”
Meaning: we don’t want to invest because it’s not permanent; it’s not “ours”.
We have come to equate owning with permanency – even as the seasons and cycles of life teach us again and again that almost nothing is permanent and that owning is no guarantee. Change is more constant than forever.
A friend said to me this week, “You are fearless.” And I quickly corrected her. “No, not fearless, just moving with my fears and doubts.”
I am aware with every step I take that I may “fail” (whatever that means, who defines failure?) and there is often the thought, “What am I doing? This is crazy.”
What propels me forward?
I have let go of perfect. I have let go of waiting for external or internal realities to conform to my (or society’s) script of what needs to be.
It is easy to focus on everything that might go wrong and never take a step.
Don’t wait for perfect – dive in where you are and swim with your fears.