One cannot do right in one
area of life whilst he is occupied in doing wrong in another; Life is one
indivisible whole. – Gandhi
I have been so full of fear about what success might do to my life and my family that I have been holding back. Afraid to go for it. Afraid to jump off the cliff in case I didn’t like what success brought.
I just didn’t know it.
It came to me in a powerful realisation early this week, when my monkey mind was going a hundred miles an hour down the path of change, and imagining terrible scenarios of me not being able to cope. All of a sudden, with a lurch of the heart and a filling of the eyes, I realised I was scared of success.
But that awareness was the key. Once I admitted (or discovered) that I was fearful of being successful, I realised, with a soaring heart and more tears, that I am free to write my own definition of success.
Success is different for every person. I have the ability, and the right, to define my success, my way.
I’m doing just that this week. I’m writing it down, and I also plan to prepare a dream board, and possibly even a music ‘soundtrack’ of what my success will look, sound and feel like.
Instead of being fearful about what ‘success’ (someone else’s version) may do to my family and my relationships – I’m rewriting the rule book and living life my way. This is going to get interesting!
What about you?