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By Gil delos Santos

Flattered and overwhelmed by 2021 birthday greetings 45X than usual. Lol

Thank you very much! It convinces myself again that we don't need to compete to anyone else to prove our spot. It's not necessary who gets to the pedestal of success first. Success could be simultaneous for the benefit of mankind. Give to Juan his spot in the family, in the office, in the society. If Juan succeeds in his area; with Pedro on his area, Pablo on his area, it's going to be a world worth living for. If we're envious about each other's spot, your success is not sweeter than success that is shared with everybody.

Let them do their stuff, collaborate if you can to achieve a common goal...than the intention to take all the credit for yourself. The success of Boracay for instance is a success of the Philippines. The success of Bohol is a success of the Philippines. Boracay and Bohol need not to compete against each other. They can collaborate to make the Philippines a successful country. Kaya stop being jealous to the success of your pal, create your own goal where you can deliver your own success.

I have written a guide on how to make our own spot in this world that we all share together six years ago. I still find it relevant though I have new learnings from the past six years. Will share that on the next blog. Meanwhile, here is the article if you want to check and read: How To Create Own Spot In Our Shared World

The photo was taken during our NGO's upland outreach mission last year in the IP community of Aklanon Bukidnon in the mountains of Libacao, Aklan. Again, I want to share that it doesn't matter who extends hands to help out first. What matters is the impact of every effort each group delivers. The goal for legacy building is ego feeding. Serving our individual purpose is not a race, let that be our legacy - a collaborator than a competitor. 

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