My dear ones, how do you feel about the legacy that has just been shared? Are you aligned with its message? Have you reached a conclusion on your legacy, the Lion’s legacy, our legacy? Are you overwhelmed? So am I. This message from the Lion has hit me like a ton of bricks. I never expected this dream of mine to affect me. I did not realize that what I thought was merely a dream, was not. This dream that I thought I could get away with, saying whatever for the sake of it, no longer stays true. I must admit, I have to think about letting go of my ancestral legacy. The legacy that I considered very important does not resonate with me the way it used to. The legacy that my father and my mother worked hard for does not suit me anymore. I am just realizing that the dream was, in reality, a reality. Why have I not had such dreams before? Or have I not paid attention to the significance of my dreams? Am I missing many things in my life by merely ignoring their significance?
My life has been so filled with the chores of carrying my family’s legacy that there has been room for nothing else. Even my children and my wife receive only a sliver of my time because I have been busy carrying on my family’s legacy. I have lavished them with money and gifts. They have been silenced by these gifts to compensate for my long absences. My absence was equivalent to precious money. It equated minutes to money. I have been reduced to this thing, a piece of paper that has emphasized my value. In truth, I can be replaced by this piece of paper. When my children or my wife talk about my long absences, I dutifully remind them of my value and the luxury I provide to them. I am assuming that this justifies my absences.
Deep in my heart something has always stirred. But, you know, I always set aside the stir. When the stirrings became unbearable, I would do something to mask them. Diving deep into work or getting a drink has always helped. But lately, I am realizing I need more drinks or more work to suppress this stir that reminds me that something is not quite right. Still, I am unwilling to listen to it. Why do I resist listening to this stirring, this simple stirring within me? I have a feeling my wisdom knows that there is something bigger I need to address, and If I address my stirring, I will have to give up something...or worse, everything.
To be honest, even if I had more time, I am not sure whether I would want to go and enjoy my time with my family. It is almost like I have all this work and engagements just so that I could avoid going home. Don’t get
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