I was talking to a friend about the show she gave as a performance artist and telling her how much I admired her bravery in giving such a raw performance. She said that stepping onto the stage was huge for her growth; as a perfectionist, she wanted everything to go perfectly. “I failed… many times,” she said. “But of course, that was my success.” I felt shivers.
That last statement was a big inspiration to me. Suddenly, I saw how often so many of us stop ourselves from doing the thing we love to do, just because we refuse to take the risk of failing. We hold on so strongly to ‘succeeding’ in a certain way, as the only way, so much so that we end up depriving ourselves of seeing our dream manifested.