Something I’ve learnt the hard way. Start before you’re ready.

Waiting until you feel “ready” is often just a clever way of never beginning.

I’ve done this for years. I’d come up with an idea, play with it, read a book or two, watch YouTube videos or listen to some podcasts to  give me ideas or learn the steps but then stall.

Because it wasn’t quite right. It didn’t have all the polish, the bells and whistles. So I’d wait.

And tweak. And wait some more. But “ready” never came. And neither did the launch.

Here’s what I’ve learnt—there’s no such thing as perfect. And “ready” isn’t a moment, it’s momentum.

You get there by starting. You make it better by doing. Progress doesn’t come from planning. It comes from movement.

The first step is ugly. Take it anyway.

Easier said than done. But life isn’t meant to be easy. It’s in the challenge that we grow and find meaning. And ultimately, happiness.

The other excuse is that I’m “too busy.”
I don’t have the time. I get distracted. By work, by life, by whatever feels more urgent in the moment.

That’s the story I tell myself.
But the truth is—I could make time.

I am getting better at this.

I’m working on a photo book. Two, actually.
One is a collection of film photos I’ve taken of my son over the years.

It’s almost finished—or so I keep telling myself. But I’ve put it on hold.

The second will be a series of travel photos, also on film, shot entirely on my Hasselblad.
And no, I haven’t started that one yet.