In all the years I’ve been around, all the years I’ve struggled and been frustrated, I have come to the conclusion that luck is probably the most important ingredient in any success story.
Luck supersedes most everything else, because without it, all else you do is null and void.
You can work your ass off and never be recognized or rewarded. You can strive until hell freezes over and not be one iota closer to your goals. You can have limitless talent and go nowhere.
You can pray and say hail Mary’s, light candles and be a regular church and God devotee and your hopes and dreams may never materialize.
You can subscribe to all the courses, read all the books, make vision boards, meditate, buy lotto tickets, network, brown nose and smile till your face falls off and not be one single dot closer to your hopes and desires.
You can use lucky charms, have a Patron Saint medallion, rub your fingers smooth on rosary beads or in my case, have Jiminy Cricket sitting at my computer screen grinning, and all you have is more things to dust.
Why?
Because luck has not kissed you.
Some people do jack shit all their lives and because of luck, have everything.
Oh how I wish I could tell you otherwise!
But that is life.
Oh to be Ferris Bueller!
Yeah, I’m a bit bitter about this.
I can tell you truthfully, whenever something great has happened in my life, I marvel, because it came about in such incredible ways, that I really had not much to do with and can take no credit for. Needless to say, I haven’t had much of it, but the few notable examples cause me to be awed.
I believe things are this way to prevent us from taking credit for our success and being egotistical jackasses about it. And to just piss us off.
So what to do?
The only thing you can do is be happy. Oh groan, how trite! But I am telling you the truth. Do what makes you happy. Be yourself.