Your Network Is Your Net Worth

Everything that you allow into your life and every action you take reflects who you are.

“Let your grind be a reflection of the standards that you have set for yourself.”

Your Network Is Your Net Worth

It’s important to keep high standards in all aspects of your life. Look for coworkers, friends and even a romantic partner that bring out the best in you.

By removing the toxicity from your life and seeking people that will accept nothing less than excellence from you, you set yourself up to achieve your dreams.

People make bad decisions for many reasons. Their mindsets, lack of self-expertise, and following societal norms are three of the reasons they make poor decisions.

“Move out of your comfort zone. You can only grow if you are willing to feel awkward and uncomfortable when you try something new.”

Solitude Is The Key To Finding Balance In Today’s Digital World

Freedom is a state of mind rather than a specific condition of existence.

“What a man sees depends upon what he looks at and also upon what his previous visual conceptual experience has taught him to see.”

A western anthropologist is told by a man that 2 + 2 = 5. The anthropologist asks him how he knows this. The tribesman says, “By counting, of course. First, I tie two knots in a cord. Then I tie two knots in another cord. When I join the two cords together, I have five knots.”

It’s not how many challenges we’ve been through that differentiate us, it’s how we see these challenges that matter.

We live in a world where most of our perceptions of others are based on an identity that they’ve constructed.

“get busy living, or get busy dying.”

sometimes necesisty is the mother of deception

it always works out in the end,if it has not worked out its not the end

intentions can change reality

nothing is a coincidence everything is connected
perception is reality

Cognitive Dissonance is an internal conflict where two opposing attitudes, beliefs, or behaviors struggle for precedence.

Our dissonance fluctuates depending on the values that we attach to our beliefs.

NB: I dont know who wrote this, dont quote me, hehe

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Facebooking is not blogging, stop terming yourself as a blogger after 2 facebook posts, you are not

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Every few months we see some articles posted in the New York Times or the Wall Street Journal or some other Prestigious local News Outlet about the thousands of abandoned blogs scattered all over the Web created by boring people who weren’t loved enough as children. People who jumped on the blogging bandwagon thinking it was their ticket to widespread validation, head pats and where they could unload their drama about how traumatic high school was. But (SHOCKINGLY!) no one cared. No one commented. No one offered them a book deal. And they weren’t even cast in a movie with Brad Pitt. So they abandoned their blog, all whiny and disillusioned. Cry me a river.

And sadly, hundreds of new boring ass blogs are created every day by more whiny ass people. And what’s great about it, is that it’s always blogging that is blamed for their failure

The problem is you didn’t post anything interesting. It was only your sister commenting because you were boring. You provided no value to anyone outside of your immediate family. You weren’t writing a blog, that was a post. You were writing your christmas letter to your auntie. Not even your family is interested in that letter. That’s why it’s crumpled up the kitchen drawer right now.

images (3)The problem with facebook posts is its not enough to tell a story, and It’s that anyone can do it. Unfortunately, most people shouldn’t. Because they’re boring. And they have nothing to say. So instead of using the Web to be interesting, they just start talking about their day as if people care. And they do that until they realize that no one does cares and then they blame blogging for their failure.
The new buzzword seems to be “influencer” and I have to agree that it sounds more legit. Because influencer is so new, there are no superficial, silly associations with it like there are when you deem yourself a blogger. When people hear blogger they think of someone who prances around playing dress up and we all know that’s not the case.

As an influencer, you are the content curator, photographer, editor, marketer, sales rep, accountant, negotiator, and brand ambassador… You get the idea – it’s a lot!

Influencer is a much more enticing title because of its empowering nature. Think about it… You are an influencer because you influence people’s decisions. How cool is that?! Whether it’s what they buy, where they eat, or how they live, you have a say in it, Those are the people who have become “famous” from blogging, like one of my inspirational mentors, Biko Zulu

Even if you’re on the lower end of the blogging scale, friends usually listen to other friend’s recommendations, so just by having one friend recommend you as a source of inspiration, it makes a huge impact.

And I’m tired of it. I’m tired of the whiny lifestyle facebook wanabee “bloggers”. I’m tired of hearing all the excuses for why you suck 

And I understand why.

Blogging is kind of like the film industry. A fraction of the people who move to Hollywood with big dreams and stars in their eyes actually deserve and achieve real success. The rest of the wannabes take jobs as waiters and continue to call themselves actors.

Most people start blogging thinking it’s a magic bullet. It’s not. Even if you started in the early ‘90s, it wasn’t. A blog can absolutely help people find success. But it’s only going to make you successful if you were already going to be successful. That is, if you’re an interesting person. If you have something interesting to say. If you have a story. If you can do something with your blog. But most people aren’t interesting. They’re not special. And they’re not pretty either. Your mother was lying to you. So is your spouse.

Here’s the simple truth: A facebook post won’t make you a blogger, it will just emphasize the fact that you are not, and you can never be. That’s why most blogs fail. Not because blogging is overhyped or because people “lose interest”. It’s because you treated your blog like your family newsletter and no one cared. If you’re going to start a blog in 2017, for God’s sake, be interesting. Find a niche that you can stand out in and where you can offer something valuable. Otherwise, do all of us a favor and play your league, facebook, or at least create a Twitter account instead.

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What is your Purpose in Life?

It can be very frustrating to know that you’re called to do something Good for the world, but aren’t sure where to really put your energy. It’s sometimes hard to know where to start.logofinal

To explore the Good that is in you, and to discover ways to bring it to the world that don’t involve throwing everything to the wind and trusting completely in the Law of Attraction and affirmations to lead the way (great as those things are!), you first need to get away from the “finding your purpose” thinking.

In the circles I play in online and off, there is much talk about Finding your Purpose, Discovering your You-ness, and living a life of freedom and fun, while making a great living and being financially secure. Lots of people will tell you that all you need to do to live the life you want, with financial freedom, flow, and as much zen in your day-to-day life as you desire is to just Be You. Follow your passions! Let your freak flag fly! Be brave and do your own thing. Do it your own way. Write your own rules. Find that thing that is uniquely you and find a way to package it, share it, and evangelize about it. Just do it. Leap! Go! Right now!!

But what if you don’t know what it is you’re meant to be bringing to the world?

What if you have a lot of ideas and have tried lots of paths and just can’t quite get into the right circumstances, or mindset, or flow to discover the best way to bring light and Goodness to the world and still be able to pay the mortgage every month?

What if “just follow your passions” doesn’t quite work?

It’s probably not your fault if you’re finding it hard to figure out what you’re here to do. The journey of discovering where you should put your energy, and what Good you’re here to do is sometimes filled with detours, side-tracks and stumbles.

Every one of us has the capacity to make life better, easier, or more enjoyable for someone else. Every. Single. One of us. You are filled with Good stuff.

We all have things we can do well. Multiple things, in fact. You have gifts, passions, purposes, treasures, and skills that can be unleashed on the world in any number of ways. You can bring light and Goodness to the world no matter what you decide to put your energy into! Your Good comes out in any environment if you let it.

Your Good is the thing that helps others find connection to their own humanity. It is unique to you, and comes through you, with the help of your skills, knowledge and experiences.

But if you are feeling called to bring something new into the world, such as a nonprofit organization, charity, NGO, or social enterprise, you might have Good Work to do in the world. And it’s important to understand that this kind of work is not who you are, and is not necessarily your “purpose.”

Your Good Works are the containers, structures, organizations, and physical spaces that allow this connection to come into the world. You are but the vessel!

Your Good Works are not you. They only flow through you.  It’s your job to be the vessel and to help build the structures and physical spaces for your something new to come into the world.

So there is nothing to “discover” or “find.” Your job is to BUILD!

Your Good Work needs you to build the mechanisms, structures, and containers that allow it to live in the world in some physical way, and then do the inner work of preparing yourself to be the vessel for it to flow through.

Your skills, experiences, mindset and gifts facilitate this flow, but they aren’t the things that bring your Good Works into the world alone.

You will need:

  • To build a foundation and structure that will protect and sustain it
  • Fuel and food to give this new thing energy to grow
  • Direction, vision and courage to keep going no matter what

    I have ventured into the charity world and started a not-for-profit initiative, which I will tell you more about soon, I believe thats my purpose in Life, to help others attain their potential, to be the vessel, whats your purpose?

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What men WANT is not really WHAT they NEED

Wow, it has been long we met here, how are you guys, hopefully you all doing fine. Of you who had resolutions 2016, kindly dont read this, use the remaining time you have this year to get that wedding together, after all, you got two more weekends, luck with that

Its not that I have not been writing, only that my focus has been absorbed else where, visit my other two blogs (, ,) and engage me

Now, this article aint about why have been away, its actually about why am back today. Do you wanna know why? because I think I finally broke it, yes, I did, I took some books, googled around, engaged men and women, and I finally got the answer or rather I feel I did get the answer to “Why people get it wrong in choosing a marriage partner’,  although I will cover what men and need in a partner in terms of the Pareto Principle, more commonly referred to as the 80/20 Rule.

If you aren’t aware, the 80/20 Rule states that in just about anything you do, 80% of your effort will produce 20% of your results, and 20% of your effort will create 80% of the results. It’s used all the time in a wide array of areas of study, including economics, business and self-help among others. 20% of your customers will give you 80% of your profits. 80% of your friends you’ll only hang out with 20% of the time. 20% of a country’s wealth will come from 80% of its population. On and on… it can be applied to almost anything.

I’m of the opinion that the 80/20 rule is often abused to justify men’s failures or successes with women (more often failure), however the fundamental notion is both observable and easily verifiable in-field as well as statistically

How do we apply it here, 80% of men get it wrong in choosing a partner, why, because they go for just 20% in her, which is basically WHAT they need. Only 20% get it right, by looking for a partner who is 80% what they actually NEED

The woman a man WANTS is not necessarily The woman a man NEEDS

We all WANT her with BIG ass, but actually what we NEED is a woman with a BIG heart
We all WANT her in HIGH heels but we actually need is a woman with HIGH morals
We all WANT her in a nice MATERIAL, but what we actually NEED is a wife MATERIAL
We all want one who LOVES us, but what we men actually need is a woman who RESPECTS us
We all WANT a self dependent woman, but you know what we NEED, one who depends on us, and appreciates it, thats what massages our ego, the feeling of importance
A knowledgeable man will look out for the WANTS, a wise man will look out for the NEEDS

So fellow men, when looking for a woman to be your wife, watch out for 80% what you NEED and just 20% of what you actually WANT


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Fate and Destiny,,What gives” -part 2

Read Part 1 here


Question: “What does the Bible say about fate / destiny?”

Answer: This is a very complex issue, and we will start with what the Bible does not teach. Fate is usually thought of as a predetermined course of events beyond human control. A typical response to a belief in fate is resignation—if we can’t change destiny, then why even try? Whatever happens, happens, and we can’t do anything about it. This is called “fatalism,” and it is not biblical.

Fatalism is a major premise of Islam, which demands total submission to the sovereignty of Allah, but am not going to go that road of religion here, thats for another day

Fate and Destiny – Our Free Will

The Bible teaches that Man was created with the ability to make moral choices and that he is responsible for those choices. The Fall of Man was not a predetermined event in which Adam and Eve were hapless victims of a Puppet-Master God. On the contrary, Adam and his wife had the ability to choose obedience (with its attendant blessing) or disobedience (with its consequent curse). They knew what the result of their decision would be, and they were held accountable (Genesis 3).

This theme of being held accountable for our choices continues throughout Scripture. “He who sows wickedness reaps trouble” (Proverbs 22:8a). “All hard work brings a profit, / but mere talk leads only to poverty” (Proverbs 14:23). “Do you want to be free from fear of the one in authority? Then do what is right and he will commend you” (Romans 13:3).

Often, when the Bible speaks of destiny, it’s in reference to a destiny people have brought upon themselves: “Many live as enemies of the cross of Christ. Their destiny is destruction” (Philippians 3:18-19). “This is the fate of those who trust in themselves” (Psalm 49:13). “A man who commits adultery lacks judgment; / whoever does so destroys himself” (Proverbs 6:32). “Each person was judged according to what he had done” (Revelation 20:13).

Enough of the scriptures now,,,

Scripture also teaches that we choose to have faith. The often-repeated command in Scripture to believe implies that we do have a choice in the matter. “Be not faithless, but believing” (John 20:27; see also Acts 16:31; 19:4),

okay, those are the last ones, no, seriously

Having taken you through whats assumed and ‘what could be true’ about this two confusing events, here I note down what I believe in, and how I do differentiate them

Most people use fate and destiny interchangeably, but they aren’t the same. Fate is the life you lead if you never put yourself in the path of greatness. That’s the direction your life moves in without any effort on your part. That’s your fate. Fate is a negative and is defined as the expected result of normal development. Normal development. Never taking a risk is your inevitable fate.

Put simply: destiny is opportunity and fate is karma. We are in control of our destiny but have no control over our fate. Destiny cannot be forced on us; if we are forced then it is our fate. Destiny gives us an opportunity to turn a situation to our advantage and accomplish something great through our own efforts. It is designed to give us the best opportunities for the development of our consciousness, but it is only an outline – not an exact script. It doesn’t detract from our free-will in any way, because we decide exactly how we want to act in any situation.

The basic outline for our life was planned (pre-destined) before we were born to give us the right opportunities for growth. But we don’t have to follow the pre-destined route if we don’t want to. A life plan can be compared to a maze, and our life’s purpose is to complete the maze. We don’t know where we are going or where we will end up, so all we can do is make our way through life using our best judgment.

Every wrong turn leads to a dead end and every correct turn leads to progress. A correct turn may not correspond to success in the physical sense, for example: failing to get a promotion may not seem like the best outcome from a financial perspective, but it might actually be the best outcome for the development of your consciousness. We all occasionally make what appear to be bad decisions, but if we learn from those seemingly wrong decisions we eventually discover that they were in fact right decisions.

If we deviate from our life’s plan we may need to be coaxed back on to the right track, and the further we stray from the optimal path the harder the lessons get. Every choice we make affects our future and therefore our destiny. Right now we are experiencing the destiny (and the karma) that arose from choices we made in the past.

Destiny is your potential waiting to happen. It’s the top tier in the grand scheme of possibilities and where your dreams come true. You have to be willing to take that first step to reach your potential, even if it’s a risk. With great risk comes great failure. Let’s flip that phrase around. With great risk comes great reward. Ultimately, that means there’s no greater risk than no risk at all.


This is a motto I’ve lived by for years. I’m willing to put myself out there in an effort to achieve my goals. With that said, I’m not reckless with my ventures. This concept is not about risking your health or livelihood. It’s about being willing to step outside your comfort zone to pursue your passion.


I chose my own destiny — a destiny still in the making, I didnt know whether I was making the right choice when I resigned from my previous job into fresh job hunting, but my deliberate choices led me to where I am and straight into the arms of my true love. I put the pieces in place along the way, but it wasn’t until I had to take my biggest risk of being jobless again, but today, I look back and realize i shaped my life then into what it is today.

Your destiny is in your hands, not in fate



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FATE and DESTINY, what gives”

destinyYesterday while I was comfortably sitting on my toilet seat, I had an interesting food for thought,,,,,,where? what? Yes, I do think while am in that room, come on,is it not the same with bathroom karaoke,and its a free world anyway.

Back to my mind, now, we all talk about fate and destiny, the difference, the meaning,,the weird,,,et all et all, and I wondered, if DETERMINANTS believe that there‘s no free will in human actions/events, and that everything that happens to us is pre-determined, n the idea that every event is necessitated by antecedent events and laws of nature, in other words, our FATE is sealed?

As for those who believe in Destiny, in free will, the LIBERTARIANS, those who believe that nothing pre-determines our actions, that we have the freedom to shape the events, how the hell are we supposed to shape our destiny if we have laws (NOTE: not laws of nature) governing us, and is money supposed to be involved, is it not the main determinant here?

Now, for the COMPATILISTS, you who believe that the human free will and determinism are compatible ideas, and that it is possible to believe in both. that FATE can be sealed and that we can still shape our DESTINY, arent you guys just confused, I mean, how can you shape an event that has final results sealed?

I have been reading alot of sites about this two believes, and  trying to figure and actually finger this out if need be, but the more I try the more I am convinced this scientists just play around with our minds, they are more confused than we are

Look what they say here

The Factors that Form a Person’s Fate

A person’s fate is decided by a complex combination of conditions and factors. Some of them are already decided at the time of a person’s birth and some of them come into play later and shape the course further. There are five factors that form our fate or destiny:

Tendencies of our soul, otherwise known as karma
Family environment
Social climate ( a friend of mine calls this ‘the weather factor’, hehe)
Our own efforts and self-discipline
Influence of other people

Amongest the factors that shape our fate or destiny, some of them are settled and some are not. It means that we have a certain scope to change our fate or destiny by our own efforts. Factor 2 (the family environment) and factor 3 (the social climate) are elements that should be called the “destiny that is decided” before we are born; however, there is a great secret involved in these too. Namely, before each reincarnation we draw up a plan for our spiritual training and we are born having agreed to such details as our parents, the environment, the social climate and our gender. However, as soon as we are born into this world, we forget it.

Knowing this truth, we can classify the factors that form our fate into another way:

The plan we draw up before reincarnation
Spiritual influences
Our efforts since we came onto the earth (Now here is where they lose me, I mean, are they saying that our efforts on earth can change our fate? No,,but its all here, and they just said ,,,,,” are elements that should be called the “destiny that is decided” before we are born,,,,,,”, its not me, I mean.

Now,,ok, I wont go further, because am actually lost, ,,, who needs some crisps?

watch out for part 2   ( Part 2 is out, read it here)


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Huge Chapatis, Passion and Enthusiasm


I have some errands to run

That’s no problem, you must be there

I will be in Mombasa

That’s no problem, you must be there

That was a man I considered an elder brother, a longtime friend, a friend I considered my mentor, a man who had shaped me as an individual, a man who triggered and fueled my leadership thirst. He wanted me to be at his home the coming weekend day, he didn’t not want to listen to what I might be doing, all he wanted was me to be there. In a week’s time, he was launching his political bid, and a small team was converging in his local home to strategize on how he will go about it

For years we the people of our local constituency complained of poor leadership, but he decided to take the problem as his own and do something about it, and the only best way was to be the leader people yearned for. When he announced to me that he was going for the position in the next general elections, I began to realize how important it was to be an enthusiast in life. He taught me that if you are interested in something, no matter what it is, go at it at full speed ahead. Embrace it with both arms, hug it, love it and above all become passionate about it

Some weeks back I had been diagnosed with a bad malaria, and I wasn’t of the idea of much travel, I was in Nairobi, and going to his place meant taking a bus to some 150+ Kms away, a not so good idea in my state of health, but this was a man I could not just say no to, he had done a lot in my life, and I would go miles (see the pan there) to be there for him. Plus I was doing a dissertation on political science, and mingling with this kind of characters was one way of getting it right

I managed to convince a friend to accompany me to the place, and come the day, we hired a car for the journey, a not soo new Toyota. It smelt of a lodging more than it smelt of a car, it smelt of those lodging soaps (all men know the smell of that soap), the driver must be a man of the night, I thought as I started the engine

Dennis, the friend who accompanied me is a maniac, a tall crazy dude who loved life and the fun, big bodied women and whisky, he called it the greatest combination, whisky and bodied women, I call it a quagmire of combination. The man is somewhat too tall for his build; were he a few inches shorter he would be all the more handsome for it. It was as if he stopped growing only to be stretched on one of those medieval racks a half-foot more. His face is mostly obscured by a red scraggly beard that clung to his skin. Somehow he isn’t lanky though, there’s bulk on him too; muscles beneath the tight tees he wore. I wonder how many jokes and comments about his stature he gets daily, jibes about “the air being thin up there.”

I preferred this guy when going for road trips sort of, he knew cars and their problems like the back of his palms, he could tell you what the problem was through the phone while miles away, all you had to do was describe the symptoms, thank God this day we didn’t have any problems with the car

When we arrived at the old village market, I remembered an old hotel we used to eat a very spicy nyamachoma and chapatis, decided to check it. KIKUMINI was its name, the market, I didn’t expect to find this hotel running, and even so, I didn’t expect to find the same kind of standards with the food. The hotel set on the middle of two old blocks of unfinished flats, both were built and abandoned after the first floor. The owners seemed to have bought the old dilapidated mabati houses that sat there before, and embarked on setting up a flat with two or three floors, unfortunately the old philosophy of ‘build and abandon’ that seemed to engulf the whole market caught up with them, leaving most of the buildings derelict.

At the entrance was an old ragged chair. It was mahogany with cherubs chiseled into the sides. On the top was a Brown cushion which was worn and tatty, it wasn’t really brown, but it had turned to Brown against its wish, Brown was the colour of poverty. This hotel that was once a beacon of its age now resembles something that has been through a war. Nothing so dramatic has befallen it, just more years that can be counted without feeling the loosening of the mind. Inside it was one huge cavernous room, with a makeshift wooden counter at far end. The set-up had not changed all those years, and the furniture seemed to be the same ones I ate on some twenty years ago.

The top of our table was gouged wood and the legs dented metal with chipped red paint. We chose a table next to the door, the table was built of strong wood, with one side leaning, its legs were not balanced, I noticed the legs were not looking the same, one seemed to have been removed from another table and attached to its current owner, a sign of how the owner had tried all means for the business to survive over the years.  Long ago this floor must have been a polished marble, even now there are patches that show through the encroaching mud and leaf detritus.

The waiter came from the back of the room, pink in the face, her blonde bangs pasted to her forehead with either steam or sweat. She looked like a woman who had given up on life. Her once white uniform was stained and her hair greasy. Her eyes had a strange sunken look and were threaded with scarlet so densely that they appeared pink. Her cheeks glowed under broken veins; her actions were slow, clumsy. She served us nyamachoma, matumbo (loins) soup and chapatis as ordered.

The chapatis were huge and surprisingly soft to the touch, a standard that had remained in this hotel down the years. They were so big that you get tempted to call your entire clan to share with them, if Jesus was teaching around today, he would not need to ‘multiply’ the bread with availability of this  chapatis, one was enough to feed a thousand men, but served with matumbo, not fish. Talking of which, what happened to the fish heads during that feast of bread and fish, did this people eat all of the heads, and were there Luo’s around then? Just asking for my neighbor

If I was an advisor to a politician, this chapatis would have given me a great idea, we would start a ‘schools feeding program’ , funded by CDF, , we would just hire this chef to go around every school cooking 5 chapatis each, that would feed an entire population and surrounding community, food for thought ( Great pan there). With this kind of chapati, you would be so full that you won’t be in a position to stomach mediocrity, stupidity and political ignorance

The rich aroma of the nyamchom wafted down and beckoned you .You could not resist the delightful sensations that whipped up inside your memory at the mere thought of delving your teeth deep and fast into the pulpy texture of the beef

This hotel belonged to a man called wambua. In our tribe Wambua meant one born during rainy season. The guy had maintained the standards of the hotel the same, years down the line. Years back while I was still a young boy in primary school; many attributed the huge soft chapatis and the mouthwatering nyamchom to the then chief chef, who was labeled the undisputed champion of the kitchen. It was said the guy could make over hundred chapatis within an hour, and yet maintain the same size and texture, his name was Kimondiu.

One day, Kimondiu woke up and decided to resign, or leave, or whatever it is they call ‘leaving’ here. He left for greener pastures, someone snatched him from this business he had made a name for more than Ten years then, someone promised him heaven and earth, a harm and leg for him to be a supervisor in aa new opened hotel, someone stole him from where he made his daily bread or rather chapatis for years

Kimondiu left with his apron, and passion on his back, but what he didn’t know he couldn’t leave with, was the hotel philosophy. It remained undeterred. The standard size and texture of the chapatis remained the same; the sweet aroma of the nyamchom was sustained, as hard as it was. The owner of this hotel had built a philosophy that was transferred from this chief chef to others. He foresaw the future, he knew one day Kimondiu won’t be there, and by training other young vibrant chefs on the same standards, he had prepared for the future, life after ‘king of the Kitchen’

Many businesses fall for failure to prepare after the future. Many people have built their business around them, they are the Administration managers and they are the Accountants, they are procurement officers and the IT professionals, everything goes through them, they have not anticipated of a situation where someone else will take over from them

In business, you need to build replacement, you need to build and package a mentor in whom you can place the weight of your roles and responsibilities when time comes. Business need not die with your leaving. Companies need not die with your resignation, your legacy should not walk with you through the door, your legacy should not follow you to uncertainty. You should mould your skills, believes and philosophies onto others, who will take your work further, without much of a strain, that’s how a legacy is build, that’s how its left behind

When you have a business, as much as much of its success is attributed to certain employees, do not let them leave with the philosophy. Put young guys with the same passion under them, let them learn the undisputed skills, let them get the secrets that makes this other employees’ job tick

When Kimondiu left, he joined a new venture, which I understand though is a huge and modern hotel itself, it lacks the size and texture, and sweet aroma enjoyed in Wambua’s hotel. Kimondiu has never, with his skills, great skills he worn on his sleeves and experience, rekindled the kind of passion he cooked with at Wambua’s. It was gone, evaporated into thin air, as a local guy would put it, just like that

Most of us leave for greener pastures, with a lot of fresh promises and wet expectations on the other side, but we leave the passion and enthusiasm behind. The passion that was our goals, the enthusiasm brought about by our old colleagues, we forget this two, fuel our skills and experience for the required kind of package in any profession. Without passion, any new expectations will go down the drain, without enthusiasm, not even the experience we have built over the years will help rekindle the fire within

Before you choose to leave, choose to stay.


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