During my four long corporate years, the phrase, “perfection is the enemy of good” used to rub me the wrong way for no apparent reason. I grasp the theory: Keep striving for perfect and you will never deliver good; you’ll be waiting in purgatory for perfect to materialize. For me, this was never a very satisfying concept. If you’re willing to settle for good you might as well give up now.
Today it hit me: Perfection is the enemy of beyond expectations. Previsualize perfection and you’re closing yourself off to spontaneous brilliance, and brilliance is nothing if not spontaneous.
By far my best seems to just happen organically. So strong is that feeling, that it’s easy to dismiss my involvement in the end result. It’s as though I’ve practiced for decades to just let things happen at my will.