Failure, itās a word we have all been taught to avoid like pineapple on pizza. A word that triggers countless memories of bad grades, burned food and rejected hearts.
The dictionary provides several definitions, from āfalling shortā to āomission of occurrence or performanceā to a simple ālack of successā.
Iām here to tell you none of these are right. Failure does not imply somethingās lacking. Failure is the existence of bravery, optimism and courage.
Most importantly, is not to be avoided nor to be ashamed of. Failure is a badge of honour, a big gold shiny star covering you in fairy dust and bright prospects.
See, avoiding failure is exceptionally easy: never attempt anything. Hence why going through life cloaked in success is hardly something to be proud of. Ironically, one might call it an act of failure. Failure in trying, failure in taking risks, āfalling shortā on experiencing those moment that teach you the most.
You can see falling flat on your face over and over again as a sign of foolishness, nativity or plain stupidity. What about perseverance, hope and strength? You can only fail repeatedly if you repeatedly pull yourself back up. And itās there, in the moment where you drag yourself out of the mud and straighten your spine once again that you reach real success.
Itās time we let go of the overly competitive soccer dad. We donāt need his verbal abuse from the side-lines, foaming at the mouth telling us a baboon would do a better job. What we need is the team mate that pulls us up and pats us on the back after having missed yet another goal.
In the end it is not our life experiences that define us, but the way we react to them. So next time you burn your crĆØme brĆ»lĆ©e or cave 54 seconds into your plank know that thereās solace in the fact that you dared to try. Collecting yet another gold star, until youāve created your own twinkling milky way.
Tried to make a vegan cheesecake yesterday, needed this.
Tried to make a vegan cheesecake yesterday, needed this.
Great post š