Unfinished.
On loving the imperfect and sharing the process visibly – nothing is ever finished, and so it is finished at every moment.
I keep a list of things I'll share "once they're ready": the drawing that still needs its final version, the page missing its artwork, the piece that wants one more pass. Ready keeps moving. Some of what you find on this site is visibly unfinished – and publishing it that way still costs me a small overcoming every time.
The letter dissolves the whole category: nothing is ever finished, and so it is finished at every moment – perfect for this moment, until a new longing wants to reshape it. Loving the imperfect is the same movement "Amor Fati" practices on life itself: loving what is, not despite its rough edges but because of them. And it leaves a permission I keep returning to: the process may be visible.
If something of yours has been waiting in a drawer for its final ten percent, read this – then decide again.
Dear traveler,
Do you see it? Do you see how our love shines through you? How your creating keeps evolving? How it unfolds step by step – without a fixed idea – without a detailed plan, simply an intuitive surrender, built on deep trust. An opening, instead of wanting. A listening, instead of calling. Flowing. Yes. This is how you create from your essence.
And now love the imperfect. Let it simply be, at every point in time, what it is right now. Without judgment. Without wanting. The process may be visible. Share as often as you like. Unfinished. Nothing is ever finished, and so it is finished at every moment. Perfect for this moment. Until a new longing wants to be manifested in it. That is not in your control. You may simply let that go.
Open yourself to waves. Go into the water. When a wave comes, you may give yourself to it – if you want to. Surf, actively. Create. And afterwards: let go. That is all you need to do.
Thank you for being here.
If something in these letters stayed with you, take it along – think about it, write your own answer, or just let it sit.
And if not today, that's okay too. There's no rush.
Until next time,
– Jan