No longer the tired Superhero....

This picture is called Ballad to a tired Superhero but I haven't been able to find out by who, so please let me know if you know.. and I will mention the correct credits or remove as requested.

I love this picture because it reminds me so much of what happens in our lives each and every day. We all have such high expectations of both ourselves and of others. We also strive to meet and exceed what we are personally capable of and end up tired, over used, exhausted and overwhelmed by what is left behind. This then creates yet another thing we need to fix.

When exactly did we sign up for this roller coaster or treadmill? I don't recall signing my life away on any form and I don't recall meeting the Smiths or Jones or whomever I am supposed to be keeping up with. I'm just trying to live a good, honest and productive life and have the audacity to want to enjoy it at the same time. Imagine! I know... I know.. such a dreamer...

I am like everybody else I know creating a life that supports and encourages me - each and every day, through the choices that I make, the thoughts that I have and the people I surround myself with. Opportunities and examples abound - but why is that when we get closer to our dreams that we continually step on our own feet, get caught in our own superhero capes? I have no problem whatsoever in helping everybody else reach their own goals - but cannot quite grasp making my own happen. That is not to say I am unhappy because the exact opposite is true - I love my life and I love the direction I am moving in. I just wonder how to move forward without getting tired by giving too much of myself to others and not enough to myself?

I want to concentrate on my writing to give it an honest chance, yet I find myself crawling back to my previous comfort zone any time my muse is taking a well deserved vacation. It's not that I don't believe in myself, because I do - I really do. I have no doubts I will succeed, but it is just this simple - I have never prepared myself for success. Accepting failure is a norm we are all prepared for during our lives and is somehow more acceptable than succeeding. I'm not sure how or why that happened or if it was just something created by those that didn't ever find their way and were looking for an excuse to not feel bad. Accept mediocrity - never. Accept success - see that is a hard one.

Perhaps if I become more clear on what my idea of success is that will help. My idea of success is to be well compensated, be able to work from the privacy of my own home, have the money to have all the choices I want to make, to have time with my husband, to experience the things I want from life, to have the money to give back in enough of a way to make a difference. I know money isn't a panacea for life but it does help to get some of the things done that we want to achieve. That old saying of it takes money to make money is true, but it also takes money to make a difference. Yes I volunteer and do other good deeds, but I want to make a difference on a larger scale. That is why I write. I want to affect people, I want to change thinking, I want to make people feel something - anything. I want to have not lived in vain and to have wasted my time here on this planet.

I have so much to do, so much I want to do and so much time to do it... I'm healthy again am I'm working on everything all at once. I just don't want to be that tired superhero I was trying to be ever again. There, I put it all out there - I want to succeed, I want to put myself out there, I want all of the things I dreamed for myself to happen. There Universe - make that happen. I dare you...