So my daughter came home from school-my daughter is an adult and school is art school-just to be clear.
She said, mom, i just love my teacher, he gave us these and I think you will really like them too. Well my heart burst, in like layers. First, my daughter has always struggled with school and to see her loving it, and excelling in it is like magic. She really does love learning and now knows how to give herself what she needs to learn. Second the content of what she gave, The Cult of Done Manifesto, which I will get to later. Lastly after reading and loving the content, I said wow, this is great and she said, “ya i know you mom” which caused the third explosion of love. My daughter knows me, I have often wondered will they know me? I no longer have that question, they probably know me best and I love that!
Now for the Cult of Done Manifesto:
THE CULT OF DONE MANIFESTO
Bre Pettis and Kio Stark
There are three states of being.
Not knowing, action and completion.
Accept that everything is a draft.
It helps to get done.
There is no editing stage.
Pretending you know what you’re doing
is almost the same as knowing what you
are doing, so just accept that you know
what you’re doing even if you don’t
and do it.
Banish procrastination. If you wait more
than a week to get an idea done, abandon it.
The point of being done is not to finish but
to get other things done.
Once you’re done you can throw it away.
Laugh at perfection. It’s boring and keeps
you from being done.
People without dirty hands are wrong.Doing something makes you right.
Failure counts as done. So do mistakes.
Destruction is a variant of done.
If you have an idea and publish it on the
internet, that counts as a ghost of done.
Done is the engine of more.
This is just one part of the manifesto project, and what I love about this is that it is freeing. Having lived with perfectionism for many years, challenging myself to make mistakes and be ok with them, hell even to celebrate them has been a huge learning. Learning to live my life, to take action on the ideas I have and make things happen is a bit of shake up. To do something that comes from deep within, that is not subject to what others think or held ransom by my own self doubt, to do because I decided and because I want to learn. It’s like that old thing people say, “well I can’t do yoga because I’m not flexible” How will you ever become flexible if you don’t start? How will I ever trust myself to complete projects or take action, unless I try?
So the hanging plant shelf.(pictured above) I kept seeing it in my minds eye, I drew some sketches and then decided to do it. I asked my husband to help because he has years of building experience and is my favorite person to collaborate with. We got what we needed, hashing out the how’s in the aisle of the hardware store. The fun was in the doing, not in the finished product, which I am still pretty pleased with it was the journey to getting it done. I am now a memeber of the cult of done.