It is difficult to wake up every morning and face the day, knowing that something that you will do will…fail. But, this is inevitable; no matter what we do: we will fail. Failure is a source of stress and frustration, anger and sadness; failure builds like a bomb inside of us and weighs down upon our shoulders. Failure is physical.
But fail we will. Some call failure an opportunity and others call failure a learning adventure, but when we lay our heads down at night to fall into a fitful sleep it is failure that we feel, it is that deep feeling that we did not quite make the grade. This feeling of failure starts early and is experienced often.
This much is true; this much is the case and it must be the case. But why do we fail? This was a question that has been posed for eons and answers are many. We fail because we do not try; we fail because we do not believe in ourselves; we fail because we have been told we will fail; we fail because we tell ourselves we will fail; we fail because to many anything less than perfection is failure.
Anything less than perfection is failure? I have been a full time farmer for approximately a year and if I did not know that perfection is an illusion, then farming has taught me the hard lesson that it is, in fact, illusory. We can gnash our teeth and pull our hair out; we can cry and obsess; we can wail and scream at the gods or we can remember that we should never let the perfect…be the enemy of the good.*