Perfection is the Enemy of the Good

When I grew up there was no such thing as "conscious parenting." I was blessed with an extraordinary childhood...Paris, Versailles, Monte Carlo, Mallorca, Switzerland, two (not one, but TWO) stay-at-home parents. It was rich and delicious. I'm not convinced my parents gave a seconds' thought to what they were teaching us. I do remember that my first school taught the girls nothing but Catholicism and embroidery. I'm not very good at either today, I'm afraid.

What my childhood lacked were realistic role models or any goals whatsoever. I grew up with parents who didn't work - Zelda and Scott Fitzgerald with 3 kids trolling around Europe after WWII! There were artists and painters, poets, photographers, philosophers and some mighty good cooks and some mighty fine wine- but nobody who knew anything about building a business or (God forbid) holding down a job...or to my detriment and continual embarrassment, anything at all about making or managing money.

The reason this is relevant here is that the result is that I'm a perfectionist. I'm never convinced that what I've produced is interesting, or valid, or even worthy of anyone's time and attention. I know that if I could give it a little more time, a little more tweaking (not to be confused with tweeting), one more edit, a little more red or blue slightly to the left...you get the idea. Then, and only then, will it be perfect and allowed out into the world.

However, to build an internet business, or perhaps any business, one has to be able to "let go." To push the button and send one's ideas, thoughts, energy out into the world. "Perfection" is illusory, but "good"...its ignoble stepchild...has power and magic in it. I know this, and I try to remind myself of this daily, especially when I keep everything as a "draft."

So my goal, here and now, is to be NOT perfect. It's unattainable anyway, so I might as well let it go, right?

Blessings.