The Settle Bug

Somewhere in the depths of our souls — or perhaps near the surface — lives a Settle Bug, a grim disease that seeks the minimum and settles for “good enough.” A completed project, a job, a life are good enough to pass muster. In our hearts we hold an image of what could have been if we crafted it to be everything it could be, a wondrous and beautiful thing, but it turned out well enough, and so the Settle Bug settles on top of it and we move on.

Inside we object, a least a little: This could have been better, I know I can do better, and the urge — if it’s strong enough — is to take it back and make it better right here and now. That’s another trap — “the perfect is the enemy of the good.” You already completed something and declared it good enough. Let it go.

The way to defeat the Settle Bug lies in the “next time.” Life is short, but not so short that there won’t be a next time, most of the time. Promise yourself at the outset of the next dream that you won’t settle for good enough, and set your sights beyond the minimum acceptable outcome. Instead, aim toward something grand and glorious and outstanding.

There’s a middle ground between “good enough” and the unattainable “perfect.” On that middle ground you’ll find your true potential. First you need to stop communing with the Settle Bug.

The nature and nurture of dreams

Where do we go while our bodies sleep? Are we electric computers that shut off during charging sessions? Are sentience and soul just part of the machine, doomed to disappear forever when the machine wears out?

But if so — if the mind is a physical thing that is turned off while we recharge and ends when we end — how can we dream?

A dream itself is a living thing that needs to be nurtured — and I have shifted to a different meaning of the word “dream,” haven’t I? If you believe in the dream, if you really want the dream, you restructure your days to prioritize the search for ways to make the dream come true. 

If you don’t believe in the dream — or rather, if you don’t fully believe in yourself — you give yourself excuses. Oh, I should work on the dream, but I’m tired, and I have another thing to do, so the dream has to wait. After a while, the dream loses its luster, the dream fades, and the dream dies. Maybe you’ll resurrect it someday, but someday never comes.

And so, dream. Dream of a better way, dream of a better life, dream until you find yourself living the dream. See the dream with your mind’s eye, and you will find little ways, every day, to reach toward the dream.

Pay attention, though, because you will find that it was the pursuit of the dream — the journey itself — that was the fun part. Once you have arrived at the destination with the dream fulfilled, you’ll need a new dream, a next step, because that’s how dreams work. Enjoy the mountaintop, rest, recharge, and start the new journey.

Sisters and brothers, we stay alive by feeding our dreams. Cherish and protect your dreams, and do what you can day by day to make them come true.

imposter syndrome

I’m not the droid you’re looking for —

or perhaps I am, and a mind trick 

is making you believe I’m not.

It’s a whole ’nother imposter syndrome —

I am exactly what you wish to find, 

but I believe I am an imposter

and you suspect I might be real

but someone has convinced you otherwise

and all three of us have a piece of the truth