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My Journey to the Ultimate Gift

Last Thursday I was so inspired to write this blog but I did not do it, and now I have to recall everything ( you can say that I was the king of the biggest nation in the world: (Procasti)nation lol).

Why was I inspired, you may ask. I was attending a four day conference and was inspired by the great food we had for lunch. Just kidding (maybe not).

We had keyote speakers, for each of the conference morning sessions, who were very inspiring. The one who inspired me the most was Dr. Richard Heinzi, founder of Doctors Without Borders, Canada (needless to say that I took a picture with him so that I could brag about it in my blog, lol). This guy has been in over 100 countries helping people. This has been his passion since he left medical school. We could see that passion in his eyes as he was telling his stories. He almost cried when recounting his involvement in the first free elections in South Africa. There he witnessed a 80 year old handicap Black woman cast her vote for the first time in her life singing “Mandela, Mandela, now I can die in peace”.

While listening to Dr. Heinzi, I couldn't help but think about the movie “The Ultimate Gift” (yes, it's another movie blog). Those who do not know anything about this movie, you are missing a lot (this is a free advertisement for the movie producer). I won't tell the entire story, but it is about a very rich guy (not me, another rich guy) who was about to die and decided to give away his wealth to his kids (many of whom were not happy with what they received. Maybe they were thinking about free lunch as it was my case at this week's conference). To his rebellious grandson, this rich guy left a video he recorded before his death..

As you may have guessed, his grandson was mad (he did not expect to receive much from his grandfather as he was the crazy guy of the family). In the video, the grandfather promised him a gift that he called the ultimate gift. However, before receiving it, he had to first go through a series of tests that the grandfather designed for him to experience consecutively. Failure at anyone of the tests would result in him receiving nothing. What a concept! I won't talk about the tests otherwise you would not want to see the movie.

I will only talk about the last test. The grandfather asked his grandson to think about a dream of his own. Something big he would like to accomplish, and then go out and make it happen. After thinking about it, he said “I don't have any dream of my own, but I can certainly help other people achieve theirs”. I won't tell you what happened next because I know that, after reading my blog, you will run and rent it, or even buy it.....

Why did I talk about all of this? Well, because I felt the same way while I was listening to Dr. Heinzi. I have been blessed with this great privilege of listening to other people's passions and sometimes helping them (in my own way) to make their dreams happen. Just the other day, I was with my friend Diego and, by the time I left him, it was 3 AM. All we talked about was our passion to succeed in life . I also know that Diego will succeed, because he is already successful (I just earned a free drink at Ngoma Lounge).

My radio show is all about interviewing people talking about their own passions. I can tell you that it has been a fun ride since I started the radio show. The people I have interviewed are the ones that keep me going. Sometimes when I feel a little bit down, all I have to do is listen to them and the motivation returns . The guy I had on the show last week told me that his dream was to see one day people in hospitals being healed from listening to his music. Wow!!! That is the ultimate gift I have received in my life. Listening to people who have great passions and get inspired.

Moral of the story? Do you want to live life with passion? Just go to conferences where they offer free food.

Always a pleasure


The Journeyman.


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