“Thirty years ago my older brother, who was ten years old at the time, was trying to get a report written on birds that he’d had three months to write, which was due the next day. We were out at our family cabin in Bolinas, and he was at the kitchen table close to tears, surrounded by binder paper and pencils and unopened books about birds, immobilized by the hugeness of the task ahead. Then my father sat down beside him put his arm around my brother’s shoulder, and said, “Bird by bird, buddy. Just take it bird by bird.” – Anne Lamott
There are some psychologists who believe over-thinkers to have highly specialized brains; their minds are great at solving complex problems. Where most people give up easily enough, they keep thinking and trying to find a solution. They spend more time on a certain task that anyone else.
But over-thinkers often get stuck. Their minds keep trying to fix something that can’t be fixed, no matter what. And this slowly kills them inside.
A solution to overthinking is to think of what’s next to be done. That is, actually, a good way to keep you distracted from most of the miseries of life.
Doing what you can, then the next thing, and the next, is how all great things are done.
I am writing this post one word at a time. And, no matter how hard I or anyone else tries, you can only write something one word at a time.
You don’t set out to build a wall. To write the greatest novel of this century. To create the most influential blog of all time. The task will seem impossible.
How do you get from here to there? Your feet on the ground, your eyes of the stars, you dream of flying. But before you can fly, most often than not, you must crawl.
When I first started working out, I could not afford to pay for a gym membership. So I started doing pushups. On my knees. It was the only thing I could do. I believe that to be quite humiliating, unless you’ve deluded yourself into thinking that not being able to lift your own weight off the ground even though healthy is okay.
I did what I could. The most affordable thing I could do. That one thing that I was able to do. Yes, I did want to be able to do more than some pushups. I wanted to lift weight, to run, to look good naked…
But I could only do some pushups on my knees. I could only run a few blocks before feeling like my lungs would implode or something.
And that was what I did.
I want to make irevuo into something more than what it is: an art gallery, an art cafe, a publishing house. The place you go to, online and also in the real world, to find great art. To be inspired. To read about the artistic process. I cannot afford to do those things, and so I do what I can: an online magazine dedicated to all things art.
I’d very much like to move to the US and make some movies and some TV shows. I’d like to receive an Oscar and a Nobel Prize.
And, yet, it’s not what we can do that keeps us from achieving our goals, but what we think we can’t do.
We all wake up some mornings and we feel like climbing up a mountain.
“It is impossible,”says the mind. “You can’t do it.”
A thousand voices keep telling us that we are not good enough, or strong enough, or smart enough. You can’t even see the top of the mountain you are to climb.
How can you possibly reach it?
How many steps does it take to reach it? How many?
That’s what scares us. Not what’s in front of us, but what we imagine to be the top.
Then you just take one step. You have to force yourself. Legs shaking, you take one step after another. Staring down at your feet, you put one foot in front of another. You don’t even think about reaching the top, you don’t even count the steps that you have taken, you stop thinking about the steps that you still have to take.
You take one step. Then another.
You write one word. Then another. And another.
Bird by bird, buddy.
Bird by bird.
One brick on top of the other.
That’s how you accomplish anything in life.