Our most valuable asset: Time
Time.
Interesting, how we all seem to be in a constant state of trying to keep up, to capture as much time as we can, rush-rush, get it done, fill the voids, and live for the weekend, all allowing too much of the wasting of our most valuable asset: Time.
Why is time our most valuable asset you may ask. Simple. It’s the one thing that, no matter how much money, no matter how much stuff you’ve accumulated, and no matter what your social stature may be, it is truly the one thing you can never get back. Never. You, no matter how hard you try, cannot go back to the time of the last word you just read. It’s already in the past.
This represents an empowering life montra, and the opportunity to grasp a powerful insight that most never take advantage of; the sacredness of time itself. And why this is so important is only for one reason; to make every moment a mental picture or event that you or someone else can look back apon and simply smile. For you see, if you can do this life itself becomes energized. It represents an exciting mission of opportunity and reaching for more of what creates those smiles, and all that fullfills self purpose. It allows for the discoveries that make life magical, which comes in the small increments of the clock that never stops ticking.
For me, my awakening came with the unexpected loss of my seven year old son. And with the obvious sadness came a life changing insight and empowerment that clearly showed me how precious every moment can be; the essence and thirst to grasp every moment from there on, to seize it and make it count towards an inspiration within myself and others. This was a light I had never before seen, and as it was then, is still beautiful today.
And in his honor, on this very day six years ago when he, Andraez, transitioned, I spend these few moments at a keyboard, hoping that my message of the Value of Time will somehow encourage others, even be only one, even just as a reminder to myself. That message is to inspire every moment of this journey called life, to count in a way that when we take our last breath, we can smile as we recall an abundance of precious memories.
May we all enjoy the fruits of this journey,
Always with you son.
I Love You,
Dad