One recurring theme I would like to address is the topic of success. What is success to you? This is such an individual topic that can change as we go through the different phases of our lives. The stereotypical signs of success in the stages of life often follow the trail of: independence, reputation, circle of peers/friends, power/prestige, money, comfort, family stability, love.
Success is not wrong. But it can become a problem when we let someone else define what our success should be. We see this is families where a parent wants “what’s best for my child” but can’t see what is actually important to the child. No matter how caring and well-meaning the person may be, only you can define your success.
We often call this a calling, an interior urging for something that seems, or Is, outside of us leading us to…the thing that, to us, is right.
Success is not a destination. Rarely do we get THERE. My picture of a man attaining success is from the movie, Chisum (my favorite movie of all time), where John Wayne, the Duke (which was originally an airedale) rides his horse to the top of the hill and looks over his land. His land. (By the way, why did he always ride the bigger horse?)
Success is a journey. Often a journey that consumes, or is, our life. Rarely is it a straight freeway. Usually it is bumpy, But it is always calling us to come over the hill, or around the next bend.
I want to take you to a story of a family finding success but in a new way. This is my younger brother to whom I have brought much grief, and from whom I have gotten many laughs.