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Let It Go

Finish every day and be done with it. You have done what you could; some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day; you shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense. Ralph Waldo Emerson

You can lament the thing that didn’t work out.

You can dwell on the idea that flopped on it’s face.

You can focus on the book you never finished. The company you never started. The fundraising campaign with the terribly low click through rates. The client you never landed. The blog you never followed through with. The meeting that didn’t go as planned.

Or, alternatively …

You can accept the distinct possibility that everything you have experienced up until this very moment was preparation for your next move. Your next project. Your next play.

And maybe, just maybe, you couldn’t have done it without the wisdom you gleaned from the things that didn’t work out.

Being wrong is not the antithesis of Innovation, being safe is. In one of his books, Seth Godin promulgates this very non-subtle verity, “if failure is not an option, then neither is success”. I agree with him. Not only do I believe that one must be willing to be usefully wrong, I also believe that if you’re on a quest to create something, to live deliberately and to do work that matters – the arduous cliffs, the precipitous climb, the danger of creating a path instead of following one is far more important than the feeling you get resting at the apex.

Remember, Odysseus doesn’t breeze by the Sirens on a Carnvial Cruise ship. Frodo doesn’t prance into Mordor with butterflies whisping around and gently toss the ring into Mount Doom. Luke doesn’t blow up the f*cking Death Star in the first 5 minutes of the film. And if they did, no one would give a shit.

It is the uncertainty of trial, the times they almost got it wrong, and their willingness to move on that gives the protagonists context, and give us a reason to pay attention. Whatever happened yesterday, last week, last year … that was all your world class MBA for right now. Because in the end, they that make no mistakes, make nothing at all.

Your Fellow Misfit,


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