Every time I come across the title of Krista O’Reilly Davi-Digui’s post “What if all I want is a mediocre life?“ in my Facebook newsfeed, I find myself getting incredibly irritated at the question.
According to Merriam-Webster, the definition of mediocre is: of moderate or low quality, value, ability, or performance. Nothing against Krista (I think her blog is amazeballs)…but I just don’t understand why anyone would WANT to be mediocre. Abundant, yes. Simple, yes. Peaceful, heck yes. But mediocre? I got nothing.
I have read her post several times attempting to understand where this fantastic woman is coming from. What I’ve found is that she never actually says anything about being content with mediocrity as it is defined above. I believe that everything is all a matter of perspective and our perceptions are the result of a highly unique set of filters that we apply to our life. In Krista’s article, she describes her perspective of this seemingly “mediocre life” as something that I see as great, rich and full. I decided to do my own version of her post from my perspective. Mine uses my own experiences through a filter of greatness rather than a filter of mediocrity but uses her writing style. Here’s how it turned out…
What if all I want is a rich, full, great life? What if I am most happy in the space of personal growth and abundance? Where self-love lives. What if I am approaching my full potential of greatness and choose to be at peace with that?
The world is such an interesting, unique place. Intelligent, inspiring voices tell me to hustle, improve, let go, find my purpose and use my own voice to inspire others. To be better and more compassionate. Sacrifice things that no longer serve me for enhanced productivity. Strive for efficiency, effectiveness and excellence – all at the same time. Go big and learn from your failures. Have a huge impact on the world. Spend time outside. Make your life matter. Just be great, dammit.
But what if I haven’t yet found the greatness in me? What if all of the striving to be better just leaves me right where I started? Drained of motivation. Am I not great enough?
What if I never actually grow up to be anything other than exactly what the universe intended for me? Will the people that I love know that they are loved and that they are in my life for a reason? Will I ever love myself as much as I love other people? Is this what greatness really is?
What if I never build a billion-dollar empire but I educate and empower people on how to become the greatest versions of themselves? What if I just offer the gift of knowledge to the world and let that be enough?
What if I want to write a best-selling personal development book or speak my message before thousands? What if I write because I have something to say and invest in a small community of people that I care about and encourage them to love themselves as well? Because sometimes bigger is better especially when it comes to love for others and love for ourselves. Greatness that is built on a foundation of love sure seems like it’s enough.
What if I just appreciate this healthy body and mind of mine? Just like that. And I embrace that what I have has an amazing ability to do great things regardless of its curvature or body fat percentage. And I embrace and nurture it and decide that my deathbed is always going to be years away. I will never regret not taking care of myself or for not planting the seeds to live a great life.
What if I am a mediocre entrepreneur who hustles so hard that I don’t have time to clean the toilets for weeks at a time but always make nutrition, personal development, excelling in my sport, and learning how to run a successful business a top priority so that I am not mediocre any more? Who doesn’t fold her underwear or pair her socks and has disorganized closets. Who buys herself flowers, has a mountain of student loan debt and spends too much money on gym/sports equipment, lululemon clothes and plane tickets for volleyball tournaments or fun adventures with friends. Who doesn’t care about politics or organized religion. Who hasn’t always been the best at juggling being a coach, scientist, friend, athlete, wife, girlfriend, sister and daughter. Whose small 2-bedroom condo in the suburbs is chaotic, fun and inviting but sometimes lonely. Do these things make me not great?
What if I am cut out for greatness in this life while others feel like they cannot even begin to keep up? And see so many others deprive themselves of their true greatness because of fear, doubts, insecurities and lack of love. I know that I need tons of zen to balance out the crazy and be healthy. Body, mind, spirit and nature healthy. Is my desire for greatness great enough?
What if I am too hippie for some and not spiritual enough for others? Too eco-friendly. Not crunchy enough. Yet willing to share my beliefs in quiet ways: emotionally connecting with others, being honest and admitting when I am wrong, and feeding my soul with my deep love for fitness and nature. And through pursuing my dreams and seeking self-confidence.
This is what a desire to be great means to me. And it is so much better than mediocre.
And if I get married and divorced after a year and never have that large 6-bedroom house on 2 acres for my family of 5 but have a cushion of investments and a flourishing online business and a quiet little cabin in the woods with a herd of dogs. And am able to hike to the top of a mountain by myself when I’m 90-years-old without the use of a cane. And pay extra for hormone-free meat and organic vegetables and invest in taking care of the body I was given so that it will happen. Is this life and vision of greatness that I’m building for myself good enough?
What if I am a woman who delights in spending time with friends but needs time by herself to think and sometimes just wants to do what I want to do when I want to do it simply because I can. A great woman who sets high expectations and understands that she will never reach them because the bar will just continue to rise. And neither will anyone else. But I’m going to try my best to meet them any way.
What if I embrace all of the things that make me great right now and admit that I still want more? But am also grateful for all that I have, all that I’ve had, and all that I ever will have. And I still honor your right to live the life that you choose whether it be a life of mediocrity or a life of greatness. I accept that all I want is a full, rich, abundant life. A great life. A beautiful, loving, chaotic, organized life.
I think my journey to greatness is enough. And settling for a life of mediocrity is…not.