“Outliers” by Malcolm Gladwell made me pause and reflect deeply.
There’s a line that struck me:
“I will agree that there is something profoundly wrong with the way we make sense of success.”
It made me think:
What does it really mean to be successful?
Is it the one who has more money?
Is it the one with a loving partner and family?
Is it the one who wakes up happy, even if unnoticed by the world?
So often, we chase success that’s measurable, visible, and applauded but is that the only version that matters?
Or are we allowed to define success on our own terms i.e. quiet, personal, even invisible to others?
And perhaps the biggest question:
Does success have to be recognized by others or can it simply be something that fulfils us?
Reading Gladwell reminded me:
- Sometimes success is not what we achieve, but how we grow.
- Not what we own, but who we become.
- Not how loud the applause, but how at peace we are.
What’s your definition of success?
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