June 15, 2018
The pursuit of perfection often impedes improvement.
If few things are ever really perfect why do we waste so much time trying to make things that way. Some of us are so consumed with the effort that so much time goes by that deadlines are missed or what we have done has taken so much time that the results are of little use.
I honestly think that one of the best ways we can improve our efficiency is quitting the excess labor involved if perfectionism.
I have abridged the following article from the Positivity blog but kept the suggestions. Free yourself rom the effort to do the impossible and your life will be happier.
How to Overcome Perfectionism
by HENRIK EDBERG
- Go for good enough. – Aiming for perfection usually winds up in a project or something else never being finished. So go for good enough instead. Don’t use it as an excuse to slack off. But simply realize that there is something called good enough and when you are there then you are finished with whatever you are doing.
- Realize that you hurt yourself and the people around you by buying into myths of perfection. – By watching too many movies, listening to too many songs and just taking in what the world is telling you it is very easy to be lulled into dreams of perfection. It sounds so good and wonderful and you want it. But in real life it clashes with reality and tends to Cause much suffering and stress within you and in the people around you.
- Accept that you are human and so are everyone else. – Set human standards for everyone and accept that life is like that. Everything and everyone has flaws and things don’t always go as planned. You can still improve things but they will never be perfect.
- Compare yourself to yourself. – Comparing yourself to other people on a regular basis can easily lead to feeling inferior. There will always be a lot of people ahead of you in any area of life.
So compare yourself to yourself…Appreciate yourself and focus what you have done and are doing rather than what everyone else is doing.
- Do what you think is the right thing. – So you realize that perfectionism will harm you and you try to avoid it. But people and media and the society around you have an influence over how you think and feel. One of the best ways I have found to practically lessen that influence is by doing the right thing as much as possible. When you do that other people’s expectations have less and less power over you and you take more charge of your life.
- Shape an environment of human standards around you. – Emotions are contagious. So is perfectionism. And even though you can lessen the impact that your environment has you can also work at the other end of things.
You can reshape your environment by for example: Reducing or cutting out the sources that try to reinforce perfectionism in you. Spending less time with nervously perfectionistic people. And more of your time each week with people who are trying to improve themselves and/or are living a good life in a positive, healthy and relaxed way.
If you look for perfection, you’ll never be content.
I pulled up to a parking meter recently, only to realize I didn’t have any coins. As I got out of my car, I saw a meter maid about 6 parking meters away….heading my way.
“I’m just going to go in here”, pointing to a nearby shop, “to get some change,” I called out to her.
“If there’s no quarter in that meter by the time I get to your meter, I’ll have no choice but to give you a ticket,” she yelled back to me.
Quickly running into a nearby coffee shop, I ordered a coffee. The waitress, seeing the $20 bill in my hand, asked if I had anything smaller.
“No, I’m sorry, I don’t”
“Well, it’s your *lucky* day then,” she said, handing me the coffee and a big smile.
“We don’t have any change, so your coffee is on the house! Enjoy!”
The Meek shall inherit the earth…..after we’re through with it.
The convent had been presented with a new car, a red Mini Metro, the pride of its breed. Sister Lucy, the only qualified driver, became the chauffer. Every Saturday she would drive the Reverend Mother into town for the shopping.
All went well until a holiday weekend when the town was so packed with people and cars that it became evident that there was no earthly place to park.
“Don’t worry, Reverend Mother,” said Sister Lucy. “You go into the supermarket and I’ll drive around the block until you come out.”
Off sped the car, and the Reverend Mother bustled around the store shopping quickly, then rushing back to the curbside. There she stood for five minutes, ten, twenty.
No sign of Sister Lucy. Where could she be?
Eventually the Reverend Mother approached a patrolling policeman.
“Excuse me, Officer,” she said. “Have you seen a nun in a red mini?”
“No,” replied the officer, “but these days nothing would surprise me!”
Hard work never killed anyone, but why chance it?
Little Johnny’s new baby brother was screaming up a storm. He asked his mom, “Where’d we get him?”
His mother replied, “He came from heaven, Johnny.”
Johnny says, “WOW! I can see why they threw him out!”
Behind every great achievement is a dreamer of great dreams.
Robert K. Greenleaf
Poor Johnson had spent his life making wrong decisions. If he bet on a horse, it would lose; if he chose one elevator rather than another, it was the one he chose that stalled between floors; the line he picked before the bank teller’s cage never moved; the lane he chose in traffic crawled; the day he picked the picnic was the day of a cloudburst; and so it went, day after day, year after year.
Then, once, it became necessary for Johnson to travel to some city a thousand miles away and do it quickly. A plane was the only possible conveyance that would get him there in time, and it turned out that only one company supplied only one flight that would do. His heart bounded. There was no choice to make! And if he made no choice, surely he could come to no grief.
He took the plane. Imagine his horror when, midway in the flight, the plane’s engines caught fire and it became obvious the plane would crash in moments.
Johnson broke into fervent prayer to his favorite saint, Saint Francis. He pleaded, “I have never in my life made the right choice. Why this should be, I don’t know, but I have borne my cross and have not complained. On this occasion, however, I did not make a choice; this was the only plane I could take and I had to take it. Why, then, am I being punished?”
He had no sooner finished when a giant hand swooped down out of the clouds and somehow snatched him from the plane. There he was, miraculously suspended two miles above the earth’s surface, while the plane spiraled downward far below.
A heavenly voice came down from the clouds. “My son, I can save you, if you have in truth called upon me.”
“Yes, I called on you,” cried Johnson. “I called on you, Saint Francis!”
“Ah,” said the heavenly voice, “Saint Francis Xavier or Saint Francis of Assisi. Which?”
Perfectionism is not a quest for the best. It is a pursuit of the worst in ourselves, the part that tells us that nothing we do will ever be good enough ? that we should try again.
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