As Fall is upon us now, one thing is for certain- the leaves are changing color and falling. I happen to live- in the middle of nowhere- in the sticks. There are plenty of leaves here if you want some.
I was out in my front yard diligently raking the crispy dry red, yellow, and orange leaves into small piles; creating 1 pile, then 2 piles, then 3, then 4, and combining them all together. Then a metaphor popped into my mind: you build your life and accumulate success (in whatever form you please: materially, spiritually, emotionally, mentally), gradually, until you have a bigger and bigger pile. Unless you’re the luckiest person alive, and win the lottery, catch a windfall, sign a contract with satan, or randomly get cast into a million dollar movie role. A lot of the time, you accumulate different successes from different leaf piles aka sources. For example, your job as an accountant earns you a large enough salary to make a living, but doesn’t fulfill you; you perform stand-up comedy for a tiny pay, yet it leaves you deeply fulfilled.