A New Definition of Success: The Delights of Ordinary No. 2

It is occasionally a brilliant thing to delight in the ordinaries of life, takin’ some sublime breaks, soaking into the mundane, non-frilly, just plain life. Sometimes the ordinary is a more vivid gust of crisp air in the otherwise strikingly-aplomb-fancy-life which most of us have grown up wishing for. And when it is somewhat in our hands we may yet not be aware where to stop.

No one taught us to stop! Really. The vocabulary to continue to run and sometimes run against each other is all that we know!

It is a slightly deeper pain to me as I grow older and become a little more mature that I grieve that success in some form took away the wonderment from me. I am not finding ways to tell you that being successful is bad. I am simply surprised that most of the success stories all around seem to feel tougher and more logical and the marvel of life takes its beating each passing day.

Because the fancier it was made more shallow it become!

So I guess I want to write my own definition of success. My success will have its boundaries. It will tell me where to stop. It will not lead me to lose myself. And even if I have to walk or run or do whatever, it will tell me to take breaks and to always focus on the things that matter. By things, I mean, people that matter.

Maybe you have been thinking like I do, thus hoping even you can break free from the frivolous subjective life and can delight in ‘the ordinary living.’ That is what I hope.

To end my heart’s outcry, I am sharing with you –

When This is Over by Laura Kelly Fanucci

When this is over,

may we never again

take for granted

A handshake with a stranger

Full shelves at the store

Conversations with neighbors

A crowded theater

Friday night out

The taste of communion

A routine checkup

The school rush each morning

Coffee with a friend

The stadium roaring

Each deep breath

A boring Tuesday

Life itself.

When this ends

may we find

that we have become

more like the people

we wanted to be

we were called to be

we hoped to be

and may we stay

that way — better

for each other

because of the worst.

I kindly hope to see you finding your own warmly baked success that will take its time yet will be a fulfilling muffin-like tasty.

Till I speak to you again,

Hugs

Anugrayh

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