In my brain, there’s a weird attraction to purism when pursuing things.
Perfection MUST be the best way.
Want to learn the bass? Perfect a scale pattern.
Want to get stronger? Perfect the perfect squat technique.
Want to read? Read Dante so you understand what a real comedy is.
As I get older, I realise this misguided attempt at trying to be perfect is slowing me down.
It FEELS like this should be the way, but life has taught me the opposite..
Perfection has its place – but so does “Whimsy”
Learning to only play scales made me feel lost and un inspired.
I found that actually just playing my own patterns and rhythms was fun. I wanted to do more.
Perfecting the squat was boring and I started considering skipping workouts.
I found if I started adding in some bicep curls like a gym bro – it became fun again.
Read the divine comedy? You’re having a laugh. Its a tough read for even a scholar.
Anyway, Pratchett’s Ankh-Morpork calls, and there are loads more fun things happening there.
There are times when difficult and boring repetitive things need to be done, but I’ve found adding in the whimsy – goes a long way.
Next time you’re a bit stuck, I suggest you give whimsy a try.
