Eventually, she could take no more break-ups, no more failed encounters with the opposite sex. The next man who abandoned her came home one evening to find she had been trailing him, like a stalker. At that point, she took off the rose-colored glasses and, for the first time, looked at the patterns of her life, honestly and openly. She reflected on her upbringing, on the possible damaging effects. Success is a matter of the spirit.
Success is a place of happiness and a hearth of harmony.
It's a kind of warm and fuzzy, love-filled sensation that arises when all is well with one's thoughts. Clearly, we swell with pride when we've beaten the odds and turned humble beginnings into a slice of the American Dream. Of course, not all of us have stormy beginnings. To embrace them doesn't mean dwelling on the mishaps or focusing on what went wrong. However, it does mean looking at them and releasing them.