If we think of the No Thing as whenua (Maori name for land) we live on, we can see that some of the land has been fenced off for certain tasks or purposes.
All you actually need to have to do that dreaded Thing is a few seconds of stubbornness, enough stubbornness to try, to make a little teeny tiny small and smelly promise to yourself that you will try, that you're open to it not working and looking stupid and feeling small.