The Market Noise of Life
Noise is not the same as sound; what is loud is not always what is true
Life is not lived in observation, it is lived in intention
Sometimes, the loudest noise is not outside but within. The echoes of unmet expectations, the whispers of regret, the cry of dreams deferred, these internal riots distract us from our current assignment
A kií wo ariwo oja; ẹni tí a ń bá ń ra ni a ń wo.” (Don’t pay attention to the market noise; focus on the person you’re doing business with)
-African Proverb
In the grand marketplace of life, there is no shortage of noise; voices shouting for our attention, lights flickering with false promises, and footsteps rushing in a thousand directions
Social media screams of overnight successes, borrowed glories, and filtered perfection that mask the slow grind of true growth. We are applauding illusions while our own quiet progress gets drowned in comparison
When the noise is loud, the soul must go quiet. Focus is found not in the absence of sound, but in the presence of purpose
In this digital bazaar of endless updates, we must learn to mute the world and tune in to our soul’s whisper. Otherwise, we are caught up spectating life, while our own calling gathers dust
Add to this the noise of unsolicited opinions from people who do not understand our journey, and the mindless busyness we mistake for purpose, and you begin to see how easy it is to drift
When your soul is shouting and your schedule is screaming, wisdom is in silence.
But just as true traders in a bustling market have learned to focus on their buyer and close the deal despite the noise, we must find that inner stillness where clarity resides.
To win in this noisy market of existence, we must locate the quiet place within us where real life business is done. That sacred space where we ask, “What am I here for?”, “Who am I becoming?”, “Is this truly mine or just another loud idea?”
The crowd will always clap, criticize, or confuse, but you must not lose sight of the real transaction: your truth, your time, your task
In the grand marketplace of life, there is no shortage of noise; voices shouting for our attention, lights flickering with false promises, and footsteps rushing in a thousand directions.
Ariwo oja kii jẹ kó mọ onitaja; the noise of the market does not reveal the true merchant.
Social media screams of overnight successes, borrowed glories, and filtered perfection that mask the slow grind of true growth. We are applauding illusions while our own quiet progress gets drowned in comparison.
A kií wo ariwo oja; ẹni tí a ń bá ń ra ni a ń wo.” (Don’t pay attention to the market noise; focus on the person you’re doing business with)
But “Noise is not the same as sound; what is loud is not always what is true.”
In this digital bazaar of endless updates, we must learn to mute the world and tune in to our soul’s whisper. Otherwise, we are caught up spectating life, while our own calling gathers dust.
Sometimes, the loudest noise is not outside but within. The echoes of unmet expectations, the whispers of regret, the cry of dreams deferred, these internal riots distract us from our current assignment.
Add to this the noise of unsolicited opinions from people who do not understand our journey, and the mindless busyness we mistake for purpose, and you begin to see how easy it is to drift.
When your soul is shouting and your schedule is screaming, wisdom is in silence.
What about expectations of culture? which often forces a timeline on destiny, and the weight of unresolved pain that bleeds into every moment we try to move forward.
But just as true traders in a bustling market have learned to focus on their buyer and close the deal despite the noise, we must find that inner stillness where clarity resides.
A kií wo ariwo oja; ẹni tí a ń bá ń ra ni a ń wo. Don’t be distracted by the clamor; look instead to the transaction that truly matters
Life is not lived in observation, it is lived in intention.
To win in this noisy market of existence, we must locate the quiet place within us where real life business is done. That sacred space where we ask, “What am I here for?”, “Who am I becoming?”, “Is this truly mine or just another loud idea?”
When the noise is loud, the soul must go quiet. Focus is found not in the absence of sound, but in the presence of purpose.
