The world today is different from the world we knew a week ago. In fact, it is probably different from the world we knew an hour ago. We are experiencing something that most of us have never experienced before. This pandemic has slapped us across the face in quite dramatic fashion. We were unprepared and most felt like we were immune to these types of problems. We are quickly learning we are not.
We are seeing the true heroes that live among us rise up to face the challenges this virus is creating. First responders are standing firm on the front lines, ready to serve those they are sworn to protect. Grocers are working round the clock to keep stores clean and stocked. Truck drivers are taking extra shifts to get supplies where they are needed. Teachers were given next to no notice to entirely overhaul their lesson plans so they can teach from home. Medical staff is doing whatever is asked of them, stripped of the most basic supplies they need to protect themselves, in order to protect us.
We appreciate these workers today. But what about the days before the word pandemic became a part of our daily vocabulary? Be honest, when was the last time you were grateful for your child’s teacher or a police officer for letting you off with a warning? Maybe I’m way off but I’d believe that your last encounter with any employee I mentioned above left you with more negative feelings than grateful ones. I hope that I’m wrong but I realize that I am guilty of focusing on the negative aspects of my encounters with some of them as well.
I have been on the fence with so many ideas over the last decade. What frustrates me the most is that I jumped into opportunities that did not align with who I am at the drop of a hat yet held myself back from going for the ones that actually meant something. I finally came to realize that in order to do what I want to do, I have to do things that I am not comfortable doing. In a nutshell, I have to go rogue. It has to be my platform. I have to have my own horse and stop hitching my cart to someone else’s pony.
I created an Instagram account with this name a few weeks ago, full of false bravado to get it up and running. Then a few days later, in typical me fashion, I stopped. I am afraid to push past a certain point, usually the starting line. Too many things in my life sit unfinished and this current situation is teaching me that I don’t have the time to sit around and wait for it to be perfect. So I’m rolling it all out, without much of a plan at all.
What I really want to do is create a platform that helps kids and adults find their purpose and help them to live as the best version of themselves. We all have a purpose specifically designed for us, yet tapping into it is not easy. I will dive into all of that down the road. I just felt compelled to move forward because we are seeing some of the best humanity has to offer. Unfortunately we are also seeing some of the worst. As this pandemic spirals, the inspirational stories of courage, kindness, selflessness, love, faith and humor will be the light that guides us through this dark time. It will be these stories that pull us up by our bootstraps and inspire us to do our part. They will remind us that we have so much to be grateful for and that maybe we take too much for granted. And hopefully these stories will flood our timelines on social media, forcing the negativity we are spoon fed daily to take a backseat.
I will be using social media to issue challenges moving forward but I will start with one here. CHALLENGE #1: As you scroll through social media and read something that you don’t agree with or don’t like, resist the urge to waste any more time or energy on that post. MOVE ON!