I’ve been living in a prison of perfection. My creative pursuits have all but stopped because I don’t want to hit “publish” on work because it is not good enough. A few times I even publish and then deleted because I did not feel it was good enough.
This can not go on.
In order to work my way out of this funk I am working on a theory of quantity over quality. Basically my goal beginning September 1, 2020 is to publish every day no matter what.
My main focus will be on YouTube videos but this theory also includes many other digital channels.
Quantity Theory is based on the idea of creating a lot of work with out focusing on the quality of the work. The most important thing is hitting publish every single day.
Quality is the ultimate goal of course but quantity is needed in order to generate a feedback loop, build new habits, and provide structure to my schedule.
This is not a new idea and you can find examples out there of people advocating for it but I feel a majority of advice a creative person will be given is that quality is better than quantity. Which is true of course but in order to create quality one needs a lot of practice through quantity of actions.
I am still working on developing an outline of what this will look like that will include how often I publish where.
I wanted to publish this post as the beginning of this experiment. A place to look back on and know when I started this crazy idea.
It is easy to forget that the mere fact of existence is a gift. It is special, mysterious, and amazing.
For me until the early 1970s there was nothing. Zip. Zero. Nadda. Not even darkness. Just nothing.
The universe did not exist.
But then it started to come into view. Piece by piece my consciousness began to record the universe the best it could. This recording, these memories, are what make up my life. My existence.
There will come a day that I will not exist.
Life as we know it is finite. There are countless thoughts, ideas, and beliefs on what happens after this life but death is certain.
So this existence, this experience is a gift. The good and the bad of it. The joy and the suffering. All of it is a gift.
None of us can be certain as to why we are experiencing this thing called life when we are. But we are and that is what is important to remember.
This is our time.
This is your time.
This is my time.
It is unique. There has never been a time like this and there never will be again. It is special. It is precious. It is the most priceless thing possible.
All this is easy to forget. To doubt. To not believe.
So so easy to let the days fall away. One after the other – as if we will never run out of days.
It can seem so difficult to wake up in the morning filled with gratitude for the mere fact of existing. Yet that is what we should do.
In fact we should be thankful for every breathe we have.
I write these words to try and remind myself of this. That I might experience this existence as the precious gift that it is.
Not to be taken for granted. Not to be wasted.
It is a strange thing to be alive and while I am I want to make the most of the experience.
this post is is a continuation of this post
Start with one question and spiral out from there. See where it takes me.
Be open. Be ready.
Don’t be afraid.
How do I be my ideal self each day?
That is the question that has me setting off on this path.