My previous posts of lessons taught to me by my miniature human focused on energy and passion. This one on the other hand is about failure. Of all the lessons that my tiny sidekick has taught me, my favorite has been this one. My son does not fear failure. Not even a little. Every time that he fails, he tries again. Every. Time. Without. Fail. Why?

I don’t know. I haven’t figured it out yet. I know that I love it. I’m just not sure why. But I at least know how it applies to me. I don’t think that you learn by failure except to eliminate possibilities. Sherlock Holmes said that when you’ve eliminated the impossible, whatever you’re left with, no matter how unlikely, must be the truth. Such is the case with failure. If you eliminate all the ways you can do something wrong, you’re on the right path to doing things right.

Now, of course, it’s better to get it right the first time. I’m not suggesting that you should fail on purpose, merely that if you should happen to fail, it’s not the end of the world. If the best and brightest were afraid of failure, we wouldn’t have most of our medicines, 3/4 of our scientific inventions and all of our technology. “You don’t make an omelette without breaking a few eggs”. It’s a silly saying but it gets to the point quite succinctly. The point is that it is unlikely that your ideas are just going to flow perfectly along without ever being wrong. Wrong is the path to right…hopefully.

When my son fails, he immediately gets up and tries again. Sometimes he tries something different. Sometimes he tries the exact same thing all over again. But sometimes it works. They say that the definition of insanity is when you repeat the same action but expect different results. It’s sort of true but at the same time, it’s sort of not. Sometimes my tiny person does the exact same thing because somewhere deep inside him he knows that he can do it. When you know, in your heart, that you can succeed, there’s not much that’s going to stop you. In fact, there’s probably nothing that could possible stop you. Even if you fall flat on your face, you’re bound to get back up. You might be a little bruised. You might be a little battered. But if you never stop trying, you will never ever fail. 

End of story.