Failure is only Failure When You Stop Trying
Ok, so I promised I was going to send this article early and I missed the whole week. Please can you forgive me? I promise that I am going to keep trying to improve until I get it right. Please let me know if there is anything I can do to make it up to you.
I have decided to write about my failure to fulfil on my promise as I have learnt a lot from it and in sharing you might get something from it as well.
I know that failure is only failure when you stop trying to improve, when you give up and say ok I can’t do this. However in this instance, I am not going to give up, I will not let me embarrassment or feelings of you are not good enough stop me from creating and giving to you and others.
When we don’t meet our own imposed standards or those imposed by others there is a sense of failure, a sense that I can’t do this, there is something wrong with me. But this is a state that we have only learnt as we have gotten older. Little toddlers do not think that they will never walk just because they have fallen down a couple of times. No! They just keep trying and I have not met one person who has not succeeded in being able to walk. Yet somehow as we grow up we forget this phenomenon that if you just keep practicing you will get where you want to go. We start to tell ourselves that we are just not good enough, we are not capable, not clever enough, not quick enough, not pretty enough or just plain not enough. The worst part is we really believe this. Yet how can it possibly be true. That you and only you were created with a defect and made you unable to be who you needed to be.
I have realised that I have developed certain challenges in life, I have been classified as dyslexic and this could have defined my life. The first time I wrote a cheque I burst into tears because I couldn’t spell one of the numbers. The anxiety and fear I had around writing made the challenge even greater. Every time I thought of writing especially if someone was, shock horror, going to read my writing I would get anxious and fearful. However one day I decided that this was not going to define my life. I was at a workshop and I decided to that the next time they asked for someone to read from the text book that I would stick up my hand and read; even though I had dreadful memories of panic attacks at school from doing the same exercise. I might have passed on the first invitation but that only made me more determined to do it the second time. When I stood up I told everyone how hard this was for me, and this made it easier. I read my one paragraph and sat down; relived that the floor hadn’t swallowed me up and that I hadn’t collapsed with a heart attack or into a sweating mess. What I didn’t realise was that this hurdle for me had inspired someone else in the audience to give it a go too. He stood up after me and said that if I hadn’t done what I did he wouldn’t have had the courage. I was not the best speaker that day, more will reading an unknown text ever be my strong point. It no longer holds the fear that it used to and I have learnt that just by being me in my imperfect form I can inspire others to be themselves too. The same is true of my writing, I still find I resist it hence the delay in sending this newsletter out. But I will keep going and trying harder and harder to be consistent because if I can inspire just one person I will gain so much happiness that it will over weigh all of the fear and self-doubt I could possibly have had and make all the pain in falling down worthwhile.
Overcoming limiting beliefs…….
How do you apply this to your life?
Loads of love