I recently got to know a new
friend. Towards the end of an interesting chat he said
something that arrested my attention.
He said he'd noticed how
often I used the word ‘try’.
And though the first time he said it, I didn’t quite register his
meaning, as I reconsidered his statement later, the
implications began to make sense, inviting a feeling of relief. He simply said, in essence, give yourself
more credit. It’s not an especially new
idea: give yourself more credit. So why
did it ring true this time? Maybe it was
the dawning awareness that the regular even habitual use of the word (or its
variations) is to systematically—even insidiously—reject the worthy
accomplishments of every day, and every step towards cherished ends.
It’s not always easy to validate
our own achievements, as we fully well know.
(For anyone who's cracked this problem, bear with me. What I say might help you help another
person.) But for those of you who have
or still feel like this, perhaps a little of what I say next will help you
recognise the wonder of being who you are already.
I think it's difficult to give
ourselves credit because of the fear of rejection. The truth is, the habitual qualifying of my
work with the prefix ‘trying’ ‘try’ ‘tried’, is one of the unseen faces of
perfectionism—an apparently respectable humility or modesty which is really the
fatalistic habit of self administered rejection, of protection against the
imagined (or sometimes sadly real) experience of authoritative others saying
'Is that it? Is that all you can
do? I wanted something more, you
promised so much more. I'm disappointed. I'll move on.
You're not what I was looking for.'
For me, it's been the fear of
getting left behind, discarded. It's the
problem of
'yes-not-bad-but-I'm-still-not-quite-there-yet-so-I-can't-be-rejected-because-I'm-still-not-finished. The fact is that we are either doing what we wish to do or we are not. But, and as simplistic as this sounds,
how often do we stop to celebrate the steps that have been taken?
For example, in my desire to be
creative, I have frequently had difficulty defining my dreams; yes, I have been
consistent in my hopes to creative inspirational media: and so much of my life
has been engaged in such a pursuit: I have created inspirational media. But I have, perennially, dismissed the
actualities of this experience by alluding to the constant effort, the flawed perception that I was only every trying to do
these things, an ever present and subtly self-defeating act of rejection.
What we are doing either resembles
or directly relates to our desired outcome, or it does not, but we are still doing
something: therefore rather than downplay my activity as something only
trying to be something else, I may reconsider and fully acknowledge the thing
for its own sake. What I probably meant when
I habitually explained my trying to produce inspirational media, was that I was
not yet doing such things full-time and
being paid (well) for my labours. But
having written and produced two feature films, broadcast hospital radio, performed
in video, documentary, and stage productions, studied creative writing to
postgraduate level at University, become a published novelist, as well as sold
books, music and film, and taught adults, youth, and children, how can I possibly imagine that I have only been trying!
I have been doing after all—in small but real steps—producing
inspirational media: not trying.
So I came away from the
conversation with a new desire: to revise my validations, to acknowledge and
accept; and then to become more specific in
accepting the pieces of achievement so far experienced and the achievements
still desired.
I hope this helps you too.