Everyone else was nodding. I however was telling myself, “Stay in your seat, it’s not your place to disagree.”
I considered flinging my body across the room and then wondered how my friend, the one who’d invited me might respond if I jumped on the table and started dancing like a revolutionary.
“Really, it’s none of your concern. You’re a guest. This isn’t your group, family, friends or peers….stay seated.” I cautioned.
As the members rehashed that which they’d already reviewed ad nauseam, I recalled a time when I too nodded in the automatic fashion I witnessed around the table.
I remembered the day when instead of nodding I realized I no longer agreed.
The day I called myself on the table for going along with what everyone else agreed was success but inside of me felt like a lie, untrue and mostly a sell out.
All of a sudden success wasn’t a big company, nanny, house on the bluff, vacations, a career or anything a position, relationship or even security or affluence. NOT.
In a twinkling a new definition of success emerged and suddenly all I wanted to do was arrive at car pool on time. Show up. Cry in the bathtub. And run, run miles and miles to numb the pain I felt.
And then a day came when it seemed more honest to be single than married to someone I didn’t trust.
Small and affordable became more successful than big and costly.
Being surrounded by friends more valuable than staying overnight in hotels.
Success. Success wasn’t something everyone else needed to agree on, how silly of me. Success is what resonates with my spirit and heart and helps me feel closest to my creator.
Now don’t get me wrong I never heard a voice say choose the children and the simple things over the Porsche and the corporate jet.
I don’t think it’s that easy.
So no I didn’t jump on the table and dance like a revolutionary the other night at the meeting my friend invited me to. Instead I looked around and was reminded of how many times I’ve nodded in agreement when inside my heart and soul were in direct opposition. These days I’m letting the spirit within tell me what’s success and what’s not. Mostly it appears to be things that sync up with love and people and less likely to be objects that fill dumps and landfills…And yes. I can dance like a revolutionary and someday I might just jump on the table and show you…
What If I Don’t Agree? Success Inspiration
Success. I think you defined it as LOVE …right GOD. I’m working on it. Somedays I make all the loving investments possible other day’s I’m over here coveting that hot little porsche. And this is life…Success. I want it on your terms. Success….let my heart and soul sync up with you….and let me invest in things that won’t merely end up in the junk yard..