Many of us get hung up on trying to do it “right.” I too occasionally suffer from perfectionism. I hesitate to put myself out there unless I think it’s perfect. I compare, judge, self-criticize. That gets me nowhere. The thing is, I know many of you hold yourself back because you think it’s not good enough.
Good enough is pretty remarkable.
My Prince Charming and I recently had a hot air balloon ride. It was originally set to be a surprise for my husband on his birthday, but due to weather, we had to reschedule twice. When the pilot called last Thursday stating Friday would be ideal, I agreed to go up. We had plans to attend a wine tasting and luminary walk at our local gorgeous Klehm Arboretum, but a hot air balloon ride trumped.
We took off from a park in Roscoe and floated across the land of our growing up. Loves Park and Rockford look lovely from above (and there are many more swimming pools in our Forest City than I knew!). Kids shouted and waved, dogs barked, and I felt like I should be tossing candy down, or at least clicking my heels and proclaiming “there’s no place like home.”
Over the treetops, over the river, over rooftops, it was magical. My in-laws had hoped prior to our ride that we would fly over their house, and I laughed and told them the pilot could not guarantee anything. You don’t steer a hot air balloon and the path of travel is at the mercy of the wind. As the winds would have it, we went right over the home where my prince grew up and where his parents live today.
The landing spot is also not known ahead of time. When it came time to find a landing place, the pilot started to get slightly concerned. Too many electrical wires in this area, fenced-in fields in that area, not enough clearance over there.
I told him we were fine with plunking down in a parking lot if that’s what he needed to do. We trusted him completely and knew he wanted a perfect landing. We were fine with good enough.
We let the winds of trust carry us, along with our faith that good enough is always wonderful. As fate would have it, we approached the Klehm gardens where we were on the guest list for the wine night, alit with luminaries, music wafting through the trees.
Much to my delight and the surprise of the party-goers at Klehm, we landed joyfully, giving them an added visual treat with the arrival of our hot air balloon onto the grounds. It was as if we had planned our grand entrance to the party and arrived right on cue at sunset.
The pilot’s “good enough” landing was utterly perfect. Sometimes perfect cannot be planned and you just have to go with good enough. And it turns out spectacularly.
The point of my story is to relax. Trust that your good enough will wow them. Let go of that word perfect and take action. You will be surprised at how magical it can be.