Legacy

This holiday season somebody gave me a gift card with which I am buying a few books. One book I’m considering is by a man named Bob Proctor. Though I’ve mentioned him loosely closer to the start of this blog I don’t think I’ve given him the justice he deserves. Don’t you worry, though, he’ll be producing and demonstrating regardless of whether he receives recognition or not. This book’s preface will give you a more clear example.

As somber as it is, one practice I’ve noticed from people in and out of my endeavor to learn is to write your will. On the day of your mourning, what does the speaker say to those who have showed up for you in your absence? Never mind those who speak ill of you in your absence there – they didn’t have their fill when you were alive.

What legacy will you leave? The dash poem is typically brought up. Personally, I’ll keep that to a few. You, dear reader, will have to find out – like the prying eyes, too deep to see.

You don’t have to let your legacy be ushered out by the next generations. Maybe you’ll be like Bob Proctor and those who have echoed beyond war times, the late Wallace Wattles. With no contribution you can rest assured that it won’t be you.  What’s there to lose by doing nothing of your own?

Bob Proctor

Wallace Wattles

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