Not accomplished enough…
It’s my
biggest “not enough” demon – that nagging voice that there’s always more to be
done. The shadow-side of achievement, it ushers forth a flood of thoughts at
the close of each day. Not productive
enough. Not efficient enough. No matter what I’ve done, it’s simply not
enough.
That
mindset is a beast to fight. It stains me with a seal of insufficiency. And, that
label becomes an excuse. I can’t pursue my dreams until… I’m accomplished enough, skilled enough,
experienced enough, confident enough, old enough. Only then will my work be
perfect enough for the rest of the world to see.
Enough, it
would seem by that framework, is a quantifiable measure of action. Enough is
dictated by achievement and productivity. There’s always more to be done, more
to produce, more to achieve. Thus, enough does not and cannot look anything
like me.
That is,
until I redefine enough.
Enough,
I’ve learned, is less about what I’m lacking and more about who I’ve become. It
looks like living by my values and believing in more than I can see. It’s
giving myself a taste of grace, believing I’m defined by something far greater
than my hands’ productivity.
Enough, is
welcoming the moment my head hits the pillow at night, knowing that no matter
what I’ve done or where I’ve been – by simply being authentically me, I am
enough.
[Dig Deeper: This mini-essay was inspired by Brene Brown's book Daring Greatly. Her story and research have truly rocked my world. Gain a brief glimpse via her incredible TED talks.]