Patience and Repetition
I was just noticing that my friend and Red Pill partner, Jacob Detering, had listed his Facebook status as "patience and repetition."
Patience and repetition. Hmmmm.... it's a mini-mantra that anyone who knows me has heard me say over and over and over year after year after year. There is a story and a lesson behind it. Aren't you all surprised?
More than a few years ago, I was in the glass studio with my friend Antonio Bourgeacq, who is truly one of those just-this-side-of-sickeningly talented people. Glassblower, sculptor, painter, poet, guitarist, drummer, philosopher, coin-tossing I Ching-consulting master of the seven-minute panic attack. And really, that's just a partial list of his gifts and skills set. Anyway, back to the glass studio...
There I was, with a molten glop o' stuff at the end of a blowpipe. My annual foray
into the Christmas ornament making process. I watched the dance of the other two glassblowers, elegant and effortless, with Sting's music in the background. I love glass, and I am forever promising and threatening that I will learn how to be a glassblower, or at least attempt to conquer the requisite repertoire of skills necessary to assist anyone on the glassblower’s bench.
I always mean to get to the studio and take lessons. I always mean to practice. I always mean to be prepared to live with the failed attempts and ugly results that come with the wannabe territory of a newbie amateur. But my intentions never seem to line up with my implementation. And so, on that day, as I tried and tried and failed and failed and cursed and swore over and over… nothing -- absolutely NOTHING was showing up for my big day of effort. So, in a more pissed-off than pleasant tone, I looked at Antonio and demanded to know, "WHAT is it going to take to make ONE (fill in the blank) ornament!?"
His reply: "Patience and repetition, patience and repetition…patience and repetition, patience and repetition, patience..."
"Alright, alright!! I get it," I shouted.
"No! You really don't get it because if you did, you would have been patient enough to listen until I was finished saying patience and repetition."
As a Chinese proverb says, “When the student is ready, the teacher will appear.”
Parenting, playing a musical instrument, booking a gig, recording, writing, painting, waiting in line, learning a new language, making puff pastry... what could you or would you do more effortlessly in a few days, weeks or years by allowing more patience and repetition to appear in your life?
