Sometimes I get so caught up in being the best at something I lose my focus on what’s really important. Of course, being the Type A that I am, I’m usually killing myself striving to be the best at everything. And it’s here that I get into trouble.
Striving to be my own personal best and striving to be the best is the difference between the scenic journey of healthy living and the fast lane to insanity.
When I’ve accomplished something in my writing career, I find I want to be better. After all, J.K. Rowling, Stephen King, Patricia Cornwell and J. R. R. Tolkien have all topped the lists, so why shouldn’t I be able to?
When I’m doing my day job well, I find myself thinking of those who make millions at their job and wonder why I’m not able to be that successful. (Think Oprah Winfrey, Steve Jobs, Mark Zuckerberg.)
When I see other blogs that have thousands of followers to my 354, I doubt my ability to be “good enough.”
And on and on and on…and thus begins the proverbial squirrel cage thinking, the squirrel being fed from comparing myself to others.
Gratitude, pure and simple, is the answer to putting the squirrel to rest.
Gratitude that I’ve accomplished something that I love to do so much, appreciating that I’ve been blessed with a talent that breathes life into me.
Gratitude for having a day job with work that I enjoy, and pay that allows to me live comfortably, while experiencing satisfaction at being able to make a positive difference to victims of crime at a time when their entire world has been turned upside down and inside out.
Gratitude for each and every person who my blog has touched, each one individually. As long as I’ve been writing, which has been since the age of four when I wrote “words” on the living room wall with crayon :), my goal has never been to make millions, but to make a difference. If even to just one.
Every life touched, every one, matters.
In the words of Spock, played by the late, great Leonard Nimoy (may he RIP):
“The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few, or the one.” — Spock, Star Trek: The Wrath of Khan
But may we never forget the needs of one for the needs of the few or the many.