The other day I ordered Chinese food to be delivered to my home. My family loves Orange Chicken and Mongolian Beef, I love vegetables with tofu. Mastering the use of chopsticks has become a passionate pursuit for my son. I love to watch him work for his dinner. And when dinner is over, there is the ceremonial choosing of the fortune cookies. Ever since my children were very little, I have explained to them that they must choose their own fortune. I will not simply hand their cookie to them, they must make the selection, themselves.
I am hopeful that someday they will see the connection, the reality of this concept. That we choose our own fortunes. Of course, it is fun to see fortunes that say, "Do the thing you fear and the death of fear is certain" or "Doors will be opening for you in many areas of your life." These are actual fortunes that I have saved in my planner. It is fun to go back and read a fortune or two from a while back and see if anything similar or real has come to pass. And of course it has, for fortunes are written in a way that they would fit into anyone's plan, anyone's future who is striving for success.
Random success stories are not random. The way you hear about them might be random and sometimes success is a matter of right place - right time. But typically, it is because of a great idea(s) and/or a lot of hard work. Fortune is not the same as luck. We often say "We feel very lucky" or "I am very fortunate." What it boils down to is recognizing when the work, the ideas, the connections, and perhaps star alignment all come together to create a story of success.
Sometimes, hard work just seems like very hard work. But like anything else, "practice makes perfect," "try try again," "put your nose to the grindstone and shoulder to the wheel," and all that other nonsense that is supposed to be motivating and uplifting.
The impetus we need each day to succeed or merely get done what we need to get done doesn't come from a little piece of paper wrapped in a delicious cookie. It comes from within. Sometimes you just need to pick at it slowly with a pair of fine chopsticks, making sure you do not miss one grain of rice or one step in the success process. That door sometimes creaks so slowly open that we might miss it if we are less than observant or too eager ortoo big for our britches.