....as though you need to have it all together before you can begin. You need to conduct your research, prepare your data, be ready for every contingency. You must somehow become an expert and then you can share what needs to be shared.
And by "they" I mean the voice in my head.
This past weekend, I told that perfectionist to take a hike. I painted. I painted for the first time ever. I mean, minus water colors in pre-school and perhaps a project in a junior high art class that I've long since forgotten. I completely lost myself and hours later I realized I was pretty damn happy.
I'm painting. I'm painting! I paint! I'm a painter. Isn't this a breakthrough? I'm a painter. I paint now. With paint, in the sunlight, way far away from the perfectionist in my head? I painted. That happened.
