We have the procedures of achievement upside down. We set our sights on the babe, the boat, the bucks. We get them. Sometimes. They make us happy. Sometimes. We set a goal, we reach it, we feel great. Unless, of course, we feel empty or flustered or anxious that what we're doing isn't working to fill the hole in our soul.
The pursuit of balance is stressing us out. It's a maddening juggle of self, others, career. We're aiming for "equal" parts of exercise, home décor, loverly devotion, career ambition, and family tending--and we wonder why we get sick when we finally take a vacation. Striving for balance will derail your plans for greatness. Do you think that Leonardo da Vinci or Amelia Earhart or Oprah or Richard Branson set out thinking, "I want to live a balanced life"? No way. Their aim was on audacity, full expression, and all the boundaries that they were compelled to break -- like most Creative Geniuses.