RETHINKING EXCELLENCE

Hello Friends! Let me first of all welcome you to my blog for the first time this 2016. I've been away from here for a while and I'm back now. The way new year resolutions have been flying around, I hope they have enough fuel to reach the end of the year. Anyway, we'll get to interact more here.

So recently, I've been thinking. What is it that really distinguishes people? What makes a person leave a legacy and another just passes through like the wind, covering distance in no particular direction?

There's a thought perched at the roof of my mind. I chew it for a while, break it into morsels of meditations and spread it out to dry. I am thinking of the price of excellence. That factor that defies race and prejudice, that fragrance everyone wants to taste and embrace. That word that when given the benefit of definition, is the quality of being outstanding or extremely good.

Oftentimes, people are quick to string excellence to academics alone but a life of excellence creates a hunger for the best in business, leadership, innovation, relationship and other aspects of life. It is what forms the foundation for one's ability to stretch.  

Because excellence doesn't dwell long in the city of Everybodies, where everyone spreads tent, it answers to people who are willing for an extra walk; who ask the right questions, connect with the right people, read the right books and set sail at the break of dawn while others wait for the stainless sea.

The first thing to consider in excellence is Vision. How far can you see? How willing are you to reach out for it? The difference between people who leave lasting legacies and those who don't is often what one sees that the other cannot see, what one feeds on that the other despises, what one feels is enough that the other thinks is just the beginning.

As the Sun rises today, let us ponder on the words of Martin Luther King Jr. "If a man is called a street sweeper, he should sweep streets even as Michealangelo painted, or Beethovan composed music or Shakespeare wrote poetry. He should sweep streets so well that all the host of heaven will say, 'Here lived a great street sweeper who did his job well.'

Meanwhile, #FirstThingsFirst, whatever your hand finds to do, give it your best shot.

Wishing you all the best as always.
D-Motivator.