Victory is a state of mind.
Sure there are material victories, but every now and then you have to condition yourself to perceive victory even when there may not be a clear cut win.
Sometimes we just need the illusion of being victorious. We probably do this more than we’d like to admit and certainly there exist some kind of psycho-bio-evolutionary thing at work that allows our minds to create victory out of marginal success.
There are there times when it might seem that the deck is stacked against us, that no matter how hard we try there is a stumbling block barricading us from our deserved achievements. Of course we fail to recognize our role in this, I just suppose that’s how we’re built.
It’s always easier to point our “un-successful” finger at one scapegoat or another.
We do this because in our culture “winning” is everything. Unfortunately it is not the only thing, and I like many others believe as much be learned from our failures as can be learned from our successes.
Unfortunately, victory is a complex thing. Life really isn’t a game no matter what the sportscasters and pundit allege. We cannot measure results in wins and losses so matter of factly.
When we do actually win, when victory has been snatched from the jaws of defeat, sometimes that isn’t even enough to satisfy us. We’re in habit a culture of consumption, or savage greediness which gorges on empty calories that leave our bellies half full.
So maybe the cliche is apt: It’s not whether we win or we lose but who we get to hug at the finish line. Or something like that.
Part of the Blogging A to Z Challenge