I feel I am inordinately lucky and use the word frequently in my writing, mental and verbal dialogue. I feel others who know and witness me would describe me as lucky also.
In an interview with an up-and-coming comedian a while back she also used the word several times during our chat to describe herself and career. While off air I asked her why she described her success as “luck” when it was so clearly deserved. Was she putting herself down?
Her reply was that it was a kind of modesty she’d adapted to her industry. People respond better to being “lucky” than “I deserve it.”
I read yesterday an article with the banner “Fuck Luck” which spoke of owning your wins, especially as a woman, rather than putting it down to right place right time or dumb luck.
It made me realise that I don’t want to give up my lucky mindset. Ever.
I believe that luck is taking a combination of hope and self-belief into your day-to-day interactions. If I look for the positive, even in a job rejection or disagreement, I take away the message and lesson without any lingering burden. I believe that every single other “lucky” soul who reads the above two sentences will understand this without any further explanation required.
Without taking hope into interactions, a negative outcome feels final. Equally, without self-belief, a negative outcome can feel personal. Absolutely some interactions of a negative nature in my life HAVE been final and personal. Elements of a lucky mindset allow me to go into the next interaction hoping for a different outcome.
The hope element is critical. When you hope for a good outcome, and if my outcome is not rigidly defined, while I may not have got the job contract, the person who interviewed me might encourage me to try again in a months’ time, or with a different agency or give advice on my resume. I feel I gained from the experience in a beneficial way.
I have found that the very characteristic that I would identify in fellow lucky people have helped me get ahead because I simply don’t give up hope; hope for a positive outcome however I perceive it and for myself as a basically good person travelling with passion along my chosen path.
Richard Wiseman has a book called “The Luck Factor”. In it he takes two case study groups, one who feels lucky (punk 😉) and one who doesn’t, out into a field (literally) where he has planted some money. Apparently lucky people (myself included) often report finding lucky things like money, feathers or other signs.
The lucky test group found all the money. The unlucky group found none.
Today I put forward a crazy arse scheme at work and had it rejected. I was clearly and respectfully told where and how it would need to be altered to be acceptable and I remain excited at its potential. I’ve also been contacted today by two people I met via social and networking circumstances who are providing me work opportunities that absolutely weren’t even a concept at our first conversation. The latter I would identify as manifested luck. With the first, I hold a self-belief that will make me re-approach the topic with the hope of a different outcome.
I work hard and have a confidence towards my abilities that has come with time, experience and persistence. Still, like my comedian colleague, I think I would rather attribute my success to luck.
I’ll leave with this quote from Oscar Wilde –
“If you want to be a grocer, or a general, or a politician, or a judge, you will invariably become it; that is your punishment. If you never know what you want to be, if you live what some might call the dynamic life but what I will call the artistic life, if each day you are unsure of who you are and what you know you will never become anything, and that is your reward.”
Luck means I’m still looking, and hoping.