I think all great innovations are built on rejections.” – Louis Ferdinand Celine
“I take rejection as someone blowing a bugle in my ear to wake me up and get me going, rather than retreat.” – Sylvester Stallone
I wonder if bears care about rejection, or if they are always all about being themselves — even if they are blue. — Photo by Pat Bean
Life Lessons from an Old Broad
These days I take rejection slips that result from someone not buying one of my writing submissions with great pride. They are evidence that I put myself out there.
And would a giraffe feel rejected if it looked different from the rest of its kind? OK, so I’m being silly. Reject me. See if I care. == Photo by Pat Bean
But that kind of thinking wasn’t always a part of my psyche.
Looking back on my life, as I sometimes find myself doing, I suddenly remembered all the times when I didn’t put myself out there, whether it was not applying for a promotion, or not taking the risk of revealing my true self because I was afraid of being rejected.
It wasn’t so much that I was afraid of rejection, but that I was afraid for others to know, on any level, that I had been rejected.
Now I realize how foolish I was. Not only is it true that nothing ventured means nothing gained, but the only person who can truly reject me is me.
Does that make sense? This wondering-wanderer says: “Yes.” Now I just wonder why it took me so long to come up with the right answer.
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Bean’s Pat: Lightning Dropets http://tinyurl.com/kdkr6bn This blog about writing rejections is what got me thinking about rejections on other levels
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