Listen to someone bristle at being called "a work in progress." They take umbrage because someone suggests they are incomplete, imperfect, flawed.
Do we have room for growth, wisdom, more perfect understanding of the world and people around us and ourselves? Surely.
If a physical basketball represented the world of basketball, what surface 'covering' would reflect our understanding? Would it be dime-sized, quarter-sized, the size of a playing card?
At the other extreme, with the expanse of knowledge, how can we distill it to the essence of 'useful and usable' information? That's the ocean that coaches and authors navigate.
"Work in progress" only insults us when our self-assessment is inflated and incomplete.
Spurs Coach Gregg Popovich would say, "get over yourself."
Lagniappe.
— Mindful Maven (@mindfulmaven_) June 28, 2024