As I've gotten older my values have changed a lot. I think sometimes of the man I used to be, looking at the walked road and remember the younger me with a bit of nostalgia. Not because I don't like who I am, but because Its like visiting an old friend.
I remember vividly chasing after money, after what I believed success was all about. I worked day and night to achieve a certain level of comfort, and I feel blessed to have done so, but I can't say I see things the same. To me, and this is my truth, the most special thing I posses is my peace, my peace of mind.
I always say this to my younger friends, specially those who I'm trying to mentor. Sometimes in the quest of money, we forget to work towards our peace and involve ourselves in situations that may make us money, but at the expense of all of our peace of mind.
Is it worth it? Is it really worth it? Well, you have to be willing to work hard to achieve great things, you have to be willing to pay the price. But if the goal is not to achieve peace, to achieve a place where you can enjoy the fruits of your labor. Why would you do all that? Working hard, so you can keep on working hard sounds a bit too gray for my taste.
Peace... it's really my most valuable asset
