Just Do It

In all the time that you worry about a task you need to get done, usually, I find that the task could have been easily completed in all the time you spend worrying about it.

Funny how we don't see it.

Funny how we don't just do it and worry less.

Life could be much easier.

I guess it is all about self esteem. Well, it has to be, now doesn't it, otherwise we'd simply go straight ahead with all the confidence that is required and we'd get the job done.

Think less, act more. That is not to say, don’t think, you have to do that, of course. But less time getting lost in it.

Don’t we all want an easier life? More rewards, sure, but less stress. If we believed in ourselves more, to a greater extent, surely that means less time sweating the small things, shit, even if they are big things, we’d still have less turmoil if we got them done quicker.

“Yeah, but how do you get to that, um, er, what would you call it?”

“Is Nirvana too strong?”

“I was thinking zen state.”

“Chop wood…”

“Yes, yes, carry water.”

“That’s what they say.”

“That place where you don’t stress, you know, excessively?”

“Oh yeah.”

“Yeah?

“A state of relaxion with being in the world?”

“Yes.”

“Oh, don’t ask me, I only know this shit in theory.”

“In theory?”

“Yes.”

“What good it that?”

“It’s an understanding.”

“But no practical application?”

“Oh, um…”

“So, you are a fraud?”

“Oh, I wouldn’t call me a fraud, just because I am offering advice on life that I don’t fully embrace, personally?”

“But people will think it is possible, because you are giving the impression that you have mastered it.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

“None of this shit comes with guarantees. I’m just offering what seems logical. Guidance. I don’t think that is difficult to understand.”

“Except, actually doing it? Perhaps.”

“Perhaps? I don’t think it makes it any less true.”

“Actually, I think it might. You are offering up theory that you yourself haven’t proved.”

“I’m just trying to help.”

“Altruistically?”

“Yes. I have a friend who says, think it do it?”

“Really?”

“Yeah, sure and it seems pretty reasonable, that kind of mantra.”

“What does this friend do?”

“Oh, he’s a, he’s a… what does it matter what he does?”

“It matters. What does he do?”

“He’s new age self help guru.”

“Seriously?”

“Don’t roll your eyes.”

“I’m sorry, but I don’t believe some emaciated, grey-haired, bearded, 70 year old in a nappy is going to impart a belief in myself, er, to me.”

“Self belief is a life long endeavour.”

“Does he collect Rolls Royce’s?”

“So cynical for such a young age.”

“Answer the question?”

“He, um…”

“Or is he the type who collects women for his hareem?”

“He is a celibate monk.”

“That’s what they all say?”

“He has taken a vow of poverty and chastity.”

“Until he gets a few scotches in him at the strip club, no doubt. Then it’s the helicopter with a g-string.”

“Your world view is frightening.”

“Just telling it how I see it, babe.”

“What circles do you mix in?”