Bad Advice

Hi family and friends, it’s been a long time and I know you have patiently waited for another episode of your favourite series ‘Bad Advice. Today the advice being served on the dish plate is something personal and it took me years to realize, so last week I was at the eternal city of Sekondi to participate in the 70^th Anniversary of the Almighty St. John’s School (my Alma Mater), it was a grand celebration that shook the foundation of Sekondi-Takoradi and the world was left speechless.

During the anniversary I took some time off to enter the Holy Cross Chapel or better still the School’s Chapel (the most beautiful chapel in any second cycle institution in Ghana) went to sit at where I usually sat during my school days. Well I needed to reconnect with myself because I had lost touch with me for some time now, so in my bid to reconnect to myself I had a conversation with my younger self about why I am not lighting my lights enough; why I could not be a great mass server, lector, debater or any of the things the world saw I carried with ease (while on the campuses of St. John’s School or UCC), the truth is I did make a mark but I settled for less and drunk and feasted in the cheap motel of convenience afraid of what might fall if I shake the apple tree; this moment is one of my most candid reflection times because I asked myself the questions I have always been afraid to ask, it was a soul searching time for me.

The only answer I has was that I was too afraid to standout and be me because I am not like any other person I was cut from a different fabric yet I wanted to fit in, I wanted to be the regular guy accepted by the regular people and that was my downfall. The rejections and the hatred I got were telling me that I wasn’t meant for a normal life but, as usual of me I conformed to the ordinary even when it was clear that I wasn’t welcomed at the place I was webbing myself, instead of challenging the status quo I tucked my light in my pocket and went out looking for a smouldering fire to keep me warm. So I always end up disappointed because I really didn’t know myself so I went out chasing pyrite while I carried a gold mine. I did all these out of fear because I was always afraid to take the ballsy decisions, fear had made her home in my head and I was at the mercy of her dictates while she took the words out of my voice.

Today is another day on the battlefield with fear, but I know I’m not the only one who is in an abusive relationship with fear but, I’m here to tell you that it is okay to be afraid sometimes but never ever allow fear to rent a space in your head, because fear sucks and make you waste energy doing nothing; today is just another day to Face Everything And Rise above your fears or to Forget Everything And Run away from your dreams. They say if your dreams don’t scare you then you’re not dreaming enough, I’ll ask that you let the scary part of your dreams propel your into greatness, sometimes life will sear though our trap door with a fistful of misfortune and the only thing left behind is a pile of wreckages, but, hey such is life all we can do is to build a beautiful staircase connecting us to greatness with what is left of the misfortune. Beloved, every day is a new learning moment and giving your train of thoughts amnesia in order to forget ‘fear’ is an uphill climb but, when we take one step at a time this rebuilding will give rise to a beautiful edifice where fear is ousted from our head and we will march into our greatness…

Kofi Adu Flair Demigod (26/7/23)
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