My Index of Success
This morning, during my daily 'blog binge reading session,' complete with a warm cup of coffee in hand and my sleepy pup at my feet, I came across this lovely post from Natalie over at La Designerie. I was so inspired that I had to, not only share it with you all, but sit down and really think about what success is to me.
In her post, Natalie references a quote by Lupe Fiasco
"That should be the measure of success for everyone. It's not money, it's not fame, it's not celebrity; my index of success is happiness."
After reading this, I sat down and thought for a bit. I thought about the days when that feeling of success and complete accomplishment washes over me, and what that day consisted of. Did it consist of work? Sometimes. Did it consist of accomplishing chores and errand running. Maybe. But most of the time, it was the moments when I was the most happy when I also felt the most successful. Because what is a life without moments of happiness, heck, what is life without happiness at all?
So that measurement of success for me? I'm not just going to hop on the Lupe bandwagon here and say that success is always happiness. Many times, it's happiness plus a little something else. But if I could give you all a glimpse at what a successful day of mine would look like, it'd be a little something like this, full of these moments:
Waking up slow, drinking a warm cup of good coffee, eating healthy and savory meals and maybe a chocolaty treat or two for good measure, taking nice long walks or maybe a good hike with the pup and the person you love, enjoying the sun on your skin and the wind in your hair, exploring a new place, drinking and laughing with the good people in your life, enjoying an afternoon cup of tea, reading a good book, riding a bike and smiling a lot.
Pretty simple, eh? Notice I don't mention money or big fancy things. Sure, money is always good and has a sly and evil way of offering a quick (but passing) feeling of success, but there's more and there's better. And after a day filled with those sorts of activities above, I think it's fair to say that come day's end, I'd have a pretty awesome smile upon my face and a full and happy heart.
This weekend was pretty successful, I'd say. I got the things done, work-wise and chore-wise, that needed to be done. But I didn't go overboard. What needed to be done was done and that's all. The rest was a little bit like the good things above. Warm coffee, sunshine, new places, long walks, good people and good food.
In whatever way you define success, I hope your weekend was a bit of the same.
(Photos above taken from my INSTAGRAM feed, from over the weekend)