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There Is Room For All Of Us by Lindsey Mead.

June 24, 2013

There Is Room For All Of Us by Lindsey Mead.

One afternoon last week Grace was telling me about a conversation she had with a friend about being competitive.  They were discussing the pros and cons of that trait, and, Grace said, she told her friend, “Well, my mother is not competitive at all.”  I was equally taken aback, I think, by the fact that she had noticed that and that she’d offered it in a conversation with a friend.

This is true.  It’s also surprising to a lot of people.  But it’s absolutely true.  I’ve written before about my disinclination towards competition when it comes to sports and games.  And that remains true of me; I’m a total nightmare to play tennis or a board game with, since I just can’t get myself worked up about winning.

But what’s on my mind lately is competitiveness more generally.  We have all encountered people whose view of the world is predicated on an assumption that their success is linked to our failure.  The world that these people live in is a zero-sum one, in which there is a set amount of success; if we do well, that lessens their chances to do so.  So they have to be dismayed at our success, much as they try to hide it, because they fret it endangers their own.

I simply do not believe this.

It’s becoming clearer and clearer to me, as I get older, how firmly I believe that there is room for all of us.  Room for all of our success.  When a friend does well, that doesn’t mean I’m less likely to; in fact it enlarges the universe, and in no way detracts from me.  Success is not a zero-sum game.  It is the opposite.  I cannot adequately describe how deeply, and how fiercely, I believe this.

There is only one truly limited quantity in this life, one truly zero-sum thing, and that is our time.  I have written before about my belief that how we spend our time reflects what we value, shared my personal experience that drastically narrowing my life led to a startling, unexpected expansion.

That is simply not the case, in my opinion, with success.  This view allows me to entirely genuinely celebrate the accomplishments of friends and compatriots.  I do not feel lessened by their success.  I truly, honestly, do not.  There is room for all of us to blaze brightly, to shake the universe, to make our mark, to move people.

Once again, my ten year old daughter saw me better than I saw myself:  My mother is really not competitive.

And I’m not.



Lindsey Mead is a mother and writer who lives outside of Boston with her husband and two children.  Her writing has been published and anthologized in a variety of print and online sources, including the Huffington Post, Literary Mama, Torn: True Stories of Kids, Career, and the Conflict of Modern Motherhood, the Princeton Alumni Weekly, and Brain, Child.  She blogs regularly at A Design So Vast and loves connecting with people on twitter and facebook.

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  • Reply Lindsey Mead (@lemead) June 24, 2013 at 1:40 pm

    What an honor to see my words here. Thank you! xo

  • Reply Nina Badzin June 24, 2013 at 2:22 pm

    I absolutely loved this. What an important lesson to pass on to our kids to remember ourselves as well!

  • Reply Jessica June 24, 2013 at 4:40 pm

    Lindsey, what a great message here. I echo Nina in that it’s such an important lesson for both our children and ourselves.

  • Reply Jessica Halepis (@nourished_mom) June 24, 2013 at 4:44 pm

    Lindsey, I love your message here. I echo Nina in that it’s such an important lesson for both our children and ourselves. xo

  • Reply Lisa Ahn (@Lisa_Ahn) June 25, 2013 at 11:06 am

    So powerful Lindsey. When I tap into this truth, the world feels as if it opens wide, and me with it.

  • Reply School of Smock June 25, 2013 at 12:02 pm

    I do have a competitive instinct, unfortunately. (In fact, I am a legend in my extended family because of how miserable it was when I was a child to play board games — or, really, anything — with me because of my intensively competitive nature.) Academia sort of fed into this competitive drive in me. For me, blogging and writing have allowed me, as you describe, to narrow my world while simultaneously expanding it. And scale back on my perfectionism and competitive instinct. I know that it’s not the case for everyone, but I’ve made such tremendously warm and generous friends in the blogging world, among whom there is so little spirit of competition.

  • Reply Robin Claire June 28, 2013 at 2:53 pm

    I have an identical twin sister. When we were growing up my parents favored her over me in almost every respect. To be competitive was about survival in my home. Now I’m 59, and I still have that monkey on my back. I hate being this way. I’ve never asked God to remove it though, which is something I think I must do. He’s recovered me in many other areas of my life. Why not my competitiveness too?

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