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Data Of Experience




Data Of Experience
What would I call this, the moments or the vacuums? Anyways, my merits wouldn’t matter for long. Losing important and necessary things and feeling like they are not lost is perhaps the most degrading things one should overcome and be done with.
A presidential thought in ragged feeble and indolent mind will remain a presidential thought without change if there is no hard-work. Did you know that, my mama in the village was a very good dancer? She had dreamt and thought about dancing for the presidency while growing up and leading the village dancers. Well, an opportunity came and that was fulfilled, she had actually danced for the governor of her state. She had worked hard, attended various traditional events and was well aware of the people’s choice in her line of art. I can only but imagine the lengthy practices she had done. My mother had told me that mama was praised and given a lot of gift and money after the dance. “She came home fulfilled” my mother would say each time she told the story. I learnt she continued to dance and also did other things before death stole her away. I came to conclude, that she was quite good and impacting in her society and at her craft.
‘Opportunity’ as formerly said, ‘Comes but once’. With all definitive views, opportunity stays with us daily begging that we use them to excel. The perplexity of life shouldn’t make our minds dwindle to a myopic view of success. Success is so large and accommodating that today, you only need to study the hard work and rigour of other successful people, do your own home work and hard work on your craft and excel in simplicity. Studying works of successful people doesn’t mean doing exactly what they did to become successful. Finding a creative niche in line with whatever you are studying will definitely make you a success. Instance, my ‘domicile A’ brother in the electrical engineering department loves light. He studies Thomas Edison decidedly, he does all mistake Thomas Edison had done, before doing the right experiment that produced bulb light. My ‘domicile B’ brother rather did the last experiment which provided the light and creatively improved and redesigned the bulb lights, while A was busy having so many experiences that were ‘not so’ necessary. My ‘domicile B’ brother’s bulb was graciously accepted as further improvements continued in the bulb production. The experience a man exhumes in line of duty is entirely his clear understanding of his duty, and the getting of understanding is via wisdom. Wisdom is therefore, the principal thing.
It is just so unfortunate that most people still behave and think like my ‘domicile A’ brother. Perhaps he thought making the same mistakes Thomas Edison made would aid deeper understanding. The question therefore to ask is, why should I dwell on the mistakes successful people had made, when I can enrich myself with methods used for their successes. It is a fact that, lessons learnt via mistakes made and setbacks encountered will shape you better for quicker solution to challenges. However that would be a major mistake on our part, if we dwell on people’s mistakes, when they had moved on becoming very successful. Mistakes made by successful people while on the journey to their successes should be “our” wisdom. You can research, develop and creatively invent things with the right persistence, hard work, faith and focus, but please, do not construe your mindset to believing that being on a particular level for a longer period with the belief system that ‘experience’ is the best. It is actually, delay in disguise. This does not permit you or your craftsmanship either, not to be well cooked before being presented. Affirmation from your spirit about a passion should be paramount on anything you do. Excitement will be seen even when failing.
“Do not rush into anything, yet do not permit negative ambience on experience overshadow your mind as to lingering unnecessarily on a stagnant point” Make your work be the best there is. Be certain that, “Your mistakes on your invention make you the author and successor of your invention” you alone can write the success story, thereby, it becomes greater wisdom for others. Experience will be an opening to more knowledge, that’s all. Wisdom is the guide, the work on the experience and the solution to million challenges.
Evolve within, in your mindset and thought. Then, your work and action will evolve greatly for the better world and success there in.


                                                                                                                        Cara Faith Omeh

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