Why I’m no longer striving to be the absolute best

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I have encountered a few blogs that post mostly about striving to be the absolute best or being a stereotypical “success” in life. It’s like they feel that nothing below the “best” is adequate and that not being the king or queen of the mountain, the head of the whole shebang, the crème de la crème, etc., is good enough.  I’m afraid I’ve not been able to continue reading such posts. Not so much because I don’t think I’d ever be capable if I put in 110% and had a little luck, but because sometimes and for somethings 110% seems like too much, especially if it breeds obsession, and feelings of inadequacy if you don’t meet such lofty goals. Such a difficult meal to cook can turn out to be inedible. Continue reading

I wouldn’t really want to be a paragon

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I have yearned to be exceptionally accomplished in the past. When I was a kid I wanted to be a heroine, or the best ballerina in the world. In my young adult years I wanted to excel at my job and move very high up the ladder, to be the big boss. But as I grew older, and suffered great challenges, just being happy with being fair, good or notable in many respects suits me fine. I now see being a paragon as a lonely position to be in, requiring too much pressure to either perform or maintain such a distinction. Even if it wouldn’t take too much pressure to be “on top”, there wouldn’t be much of a challenge left. I’ve grown to like challenges and continuous learning. I even relish my imperfections, as long as there aren’t too many. Continue reading