Who're the aces in your book, Sir... Mam?

Who are the aces in your book?

Often it happens that we misuse and even abuse our biggest life asset: time. We find ourselves putting on the backburner what we could do right away. This particularly with spending time with family and loved ones – the aces. Not so strangely surprisingly to us, we get a rude awakening whilst on a wasteful path devoting our precious invaluable hours to the wrong people. People who wouldn’t care less about us even if their life dependent on it. Basically, we do find ourselves at a juncture in our lives spending time with people who don’t matter, don’t add value to our lives or the lives of those close to our hearts, or even worse, they simply sap all the right attitude and life out of us.

It’s not such a bad idea to sit back one afternoon and really ponder: ‘who are the aces in my book? Who are the people who truly matter?’ And, in fact, you could even ask yourself, as I’ve been asking myself this past weekend, ‘which people in my life can add value I to? Who can I make a difference in their life with my precious time?’ Doing this equals respecting your own time.

In that way, with that focus, one can be able to determine who they spend their quality time with without being headed for a rude awakening. You can determine whether you’ve been throwing your invaluable asset down a hopeless hole that shouldn’t be dug in the first place. This with a person who wouldn’t give a dime whether you spend time with them or not.

So, who are the aces in your book? You don’t have to pick them. Don’t tick and cross out. I allowed my heart to see those individuals and direct me to the important ones. The ones who smile when they see me. The ones who believe in me. The ones who feel I have a purpose on this earth and are ready to assist me in fulfilling it, even if I don’t even know as yet what I’m supposed to do. They say “it can be done Izz. You can do it”.

And these very individuals are the ones who allow me to do the same in their lives. To make a difference in my own little way and they say “thanks Izz. I really appreciate”. And I’m not only humbled by that I made a difference, but my heart is heightened to a trance dance because they said ‘thank you. I really appreciate it’.

You must see to it that you don’t waste your time with the people who only manage to find reasons to rub of their life sapping attitude. They tell us that life has nothing to offer us as much as we have nothing of value to contribute to it. That we’re just cruising by this planet waiting for the end of our days. Don’t collaborate with this parasitic pack to slowly and silently suck life out of you. Allow your heart to illuminate the names of the aces. And then double their seven star treatment to fourteen – and watch what happens.

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Exhilaratingly spooky and freaking dumbfounding

Those are my words describing my mood this morning after realising that I’ve made my first step to greatness by leaping or rather rocketing out of my sheepskin that I’d worn for over a decade. A decade of mediocrity and sorrow, and of course, mixed with fun, growth and love too. The challenge that comes with this infinite liberty will be extreme, but I hear a voice inside me say that it’s “okay”. That “the internal elements of such extremes are only there to guide you and mould you into what you’ve always desired to be”.

Immediately after seating at my desk here at work, I called my wife to share with her my ‘super natural’ anti-climax - (‘super natural’ because it was so difficult to arrive at this starting line), I’d believed that the start will be super natural. That some super natural force will come to me to help me get to the start.

But what I shared with my wife on the phone were news of a simple yet beautiful feeling of peace and quietness from within me. That the battles I’d embarked on for over ten years have now summed up to mean something: an arrival at a start called ‘the responsible path to greatness’ – and a least travelled one at that, for many do still wear the sheepskin that I’ve just shed (although it was shed over a longer time and I still have to peel off the itsy bitsy itching and annoying remnants her and there).

Let me not say too much of what happened in the last 24 hours but that on trying to fish meaning by sharing with my wife my insight, we both deduced that I made the call during the hour of 7am and I’d planned to dry fast so that I can shed off this sheepskin for good and commemorate a deeper connection with the joy, peace and birthpower from within me – the fast is on 07.07.07. The metaphor in that was oceans away from my mind and heart, but my wife simply said 777 is conventionally a jackpot.

There you go – 07.07.07 is the starting line to the thin path to greatness and infinite joy for me and I plan to share every moment of that with people along the way!

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