Everything All At Once
Nothing gets crossed out.
I’ve stopped thinking in terms of longevity. Nothing lasts forever, nothing lasts more than a moment. I’ve started to embrace quick cycles of action, quick cycles of thought expressed and released. There’s nothing that’s ever going to be perfect, nothing that’s ever going to be good enough for myself. I can only put my head down and work. Magic happens when I lose the inner dialog, put my head down, and get to work.
There’s no such thing as permanence anymore, no time for quality. If quality is supposed to happen, it must all be absorbed within a bunch of action, focused on one thing at a time. Am I chopping wood, or am I building something that matters?
I was sitting and thinking about all the things I’ve done in my life. There’s nobody who’s going to congratulate me for what I’ve done so far, for what I plan to create. It’s just me running my own show with a cast of people I care about. Will they care back, or will they be wrapped up in worrying about themselves too?
Maybe that’s the real teaching we’re supposed to learn. Quit worrying about all that stuff inside your head and look around you. Who needs your help the most?
