Only Settling for Success

It’s a Jungle out There, so Beware Those Tempting Apples, Photo by BradensEye featuring epic Speedy Graphito

Honing our emotively vexing capabilities is parallel with Superman’s need to fly. If that tall drink of superhuman handsome with extra powerful skills was left to walk or even drive between savior feats we’d be doomed and he wouldn’t be heralded. ‘The End’ of story-making inspiration. Nearly all of our root problems are intensely touchy emotions acting out like kids fighting over the piñata candies that just dropped from the final whack to puncture of that goofy colorful paper animal hanging from the tree. We greedily hunger for the best, the most, our ego, our heart, the win. We care about us and that’s usually well intended. Allying everything about ourselves to the more collaborative league of wowzer sensation is the effect for which I’m aiming. Even if I must reset the target over and again multiple times in an hour, week or whatnot to keep myself motivated that I’m on par with the masters of successfulness. So, only settling for success is my daily end goal.

The only place where success comes before work is in the dictionary. ~Vidal Sassoon

Strangely enough, this concept of settling has always unsettled me. I’m one of those more prone to anomalies. I enjoy outliers, the freaks and any unusual types bucking the system, or ignoring and reinventing the system. However, what I once grasped as eccentricity is now my basis for favorable outcomes. To yield starry-eyed performance requires some sweat and occasional tears. The work is worth its wealth in gold. For, when your brain is in survival, trying to defend suddenly structures as compartmentalized parts. Every section of you is throwing their individualized bits into a hissy fit, instead of working in a cohesively agreeable pattern for your entire nervous system. As your nerves are frazzled your immune system rebels. Our digestive system backs up saying “nooooo way, do I want in on any of this crap” (punny intention). Then cardiovascular steps in to zap oxygen or nourishment supplies leaving you to feel nothing but crisis. It’s no wonder we emit obsessing, neurosis, and seemingly unconditional single-focused out of balance. Friends, dating, career, or family dynamics attempting to leave your house after your carnivorous binge-eating frenzy when everyone knows you as a vegan might be a sign you’ve been settling for less than success. Nevertheless, we’re choosing it. We must concentrate to recalibrate.

Keep on going, and the chances are that you will stumble on something, perhaps when you are least expecting it. I never heard of anyone ever stumbling on something sitting down. ~Charles F. Kettering

We’d like to be calmly watching the world go by. Yet, we’re most selfish when under dire stress. Getting out of your own way allows you to laugh at those crazy moments you’d commonly bring your neck to match your ear levels. We want to banish those multiple personalities that start to appear. You know the ones — you snap at your best friend or lover; you forget to bathe or shave or care about your hygiene because some personal or professional deadlines conjugated their ways untimely with your menstrual cycle, or you’re acting syrupy sweet but don’t mean a single word of your obvious catty commenting. We’re lopsided, awkward, and possibly a little too creepy. In the least, we need to be syncing and linking to our happier side. Preferably to shorting out, we ought to be plugging in to powering up to settle in for some undefeated acclaim. The only way into satisfaction is to respect yourself most. It’s not a silly made up thing you must put yourself atop your list of priorities in order to achieve success. Health equals wealth of mind, body, and spirit. This isn’t some guru gobbledegook.

Fall seven times and stand up eight. ~Japanese Proverb

I think you’ve been there. Your skull is wrestling with what we’ll call intellect. You’re consumed by another human, that ‘thing’ you didn’t get, isn’t working, didn’t turn out in your favor, hasn’t ever shown up, appeared in some totally different form that exactly what you ordered. It’s high time to begin settling for better success! Dating is only one of many fumbles that gets us cracked out on settling for setbacks compared to those sweet reverbs. Take to heart that the types of success I’m referring might just be a single no when that hunk looked at (through?) you and you were beginning to fantasize. A true leap in ascendence settling is going beyond your old patterns that would keep you up until wee hours spinning out of control, or away from valuable work ethic. Think about stealing success wherever you can grab a good handful. Say, reading The Secret To a Good Breakup. Then share all of that with those you know flailing too. I’m proud of my girlfriends and our ability to talk out our woes. The dessert comes with the execution of joy by not repeating until we want to sock one another in the nose… hard. Settling for stomping your madness into hilarious tales of yesteryear is the destination that keeps your friends listening.

Don’t be distracted by criticism. Remember — the only taste of success some people get is to take a bite out of you. ~Zig Ziglar

We’ve all heard our share of where we’re wrong and what we can do to make things better for ourselves or others. When it comes to self-improvement I encourage deluxe edition mantras that remind you where distractions are best premeditated. Damaging critique from the outside in, or in the inside in, are never desirable. That neighbor who’s been channeling your every temptation bone, and then ends up boning you after a tequila binge, only to leave you in duress from flaming words meant for a mental institution psycho-drama Netflix hit will not do. Your own poor opinions about your body, your lack, your minutiae are reckless. Let’s vice versa you up! I had to start seeing the bad for what it was for me. I armed my settling with all those unsettling memories of where I went wrong. I took responsibility and used its armor to fortify me forward. I became proud of how I dated, when I dated, even when I don’t date if no complimentary partners are aligning with me. Today, I notice tons about what the people I love have in common. I cherish and spend time with those who are happy to see me and want to be healthy in their mind. They seek body positive, are spiritually connected, aim to be kind to others, even greatly leaning toward philanthropy not merely with their pocketbooks, are accepting of my adventurous side (whether a willing participant or loving bystander who enjoys the tales), and isn’t ever declining of my hugs.

The successful warrior is the average man, with laser-like focus. ~Bruce Lee

Let’s recreate settling as an astronomical standard of heavenly success for us all.

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