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What is Success? What is the Finish Line in the Game of Life?

How do you measure success? Is it measured in dollars? In achievements? In laughs? Smiles? What would your life look like if instead of doing what you “should” be doing, you started doing whatever felt good? What would you do with your time? What would you stop doing with your time? For as long as I can remember, I have been doing what I thought I was “supposed” to be doing. I don't even know when in life I formed my version of what the world expects of me. One expectation at a time, from my parents, school, and society, was placed upon me almost as chains, saying, “This is who you need to be; this is who you should want to be and want to become in life.” You are often herded in directions without even knowing it until it is too late and you wake up one day and realize you are trapped and chained to lives you never wanted. 

So I went to school, got the degree, got the job, killed it at my job, accomplished everything I was ”supposed” to. And always felt like I still had to do more—it wasn't enough, wasn't good enough. I would think, Surely if I could just accomplish this next thing, or make that extra sale, or bank that next $10,000 I'm going to feel full. Then I'll be happy; then life will feel complete. It's funny because I hit all my goals, I crushed them, I exceeded all expectations and limitations anyone ever put on me. And never felt full. Nothing I did kept that feeling for long. It was like chasing a high. Always striving to do more, prove more, accomplish more just to get that next high of feeling full.

It wasn’t until I hit the brakes completely that my entire Universe started shifting. I woke up one day and decided to change my life. I thought, Life is too short, constantly trying to run in some rat race; the rules are always changing and are made of only competition. I am here to create; I am not here to compete. And no matter how hard I tried, or how much I succeeded, or how much money I made, it didn’t fill me up because I wasn't creating a life I wanted.. It just kept emptying my energy. It was depleting my energy, my life force, the bounce in my step, so fast that I couldn’t recoup it. Each and every day I felt more empty, less full of joy, less bubbly, less me! It was stealing my personality, my spark, and my love for life.

So what is the measure of success? What does it mean to have a successful life? 

If going to work to kill yourself is leaving you depleted and stressed out, do you consider that a successful life? You may be the best at what you do, but at the end of the day, what will that title do for you? 

Success is about happiness. A successful life is a happy life. It doesn’t matter what you have, who you are, or what you do for “work”; if you are happy, you are living a successful life.

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