I have recently been reflecting on my life…I find this a
good thing to do, but somehow this past 6 months I have really looked, not just
glanced back. Your history, all the little choices that were made lead you
where you are today. It’s the small choices that make a difference. Yes,
parenting style, the teachers you have, the friends you make, your neighbors,
all the big things they give you direction. The little things that only you
control, those are the decisions and choices that will make the most
significant difference. When no one is looking, do you stand up and face a
decision. I tell my daughter frequently that making the right decision in the
face of the easy one is where you determine your character.
What kind of character do I have? I know what kind of
character that I want. I know what I want people to say about my life when I
die. But do I really live those values. In the quiet moments am I doing those
things. Who am I to say that?
I am here to help. I believe this strongly enough to
consider getting it incorporating into the existing tattoo I have. It is the
name of my blog, I tell people in job interviews that it’s my personal motto. I
ask myself frequently am I doing that. Why do I want that so passionately?
Quite simply there was a long stretch in my life that I felt alone and
helpless.
Was I actually alone and helpless? NO. That was a lie I told
myself because I let that little voice inside my head win. BUT that was my
reality. I strongly believe that I lost the battle with the voice inside my
head because for reasons that are totally legitimate I did not have someone who
spoke encouraging words into my life.
Let me stop here and say that I could not have had a parent
that believed more in the fact that I could do anything in this world I set my
mind to. But my father and I didn’t learn to communicate until I learned to
hear what my dad’s words and actions were saying.
It is all very simple to experience life as it happens to
you. To learn how to see the world as it happens around you is a skill we all
need to learn. While my dad was supportive in his way, there was very little
else happening that really helped me see where my value was in the world. I am
here to tell you that even if my dad and I could have communicated, I probably wouldn’t
have listened anyway. I was a kid and he was my dad, he knew nothing about what
I was going through. The truth was he didn’t know, I never let him see it. How
could he know I needed anything?
During my almost 3 years of counseling I realized what I
had been missing and vowed that I would never let the moments I needed go
unspoken to someone else if I witnessed it. I would stand up for someone being
bullied, I would encourage someone to keep trying, I would hold a hand and give
a touch to someone who obviously needed to know that they were seen and
important.
I didn’t really understand how to do this until I gave birth
to my daughter. Then it was suddenly clear what must be done. I was able to
really get outside myself and see the world from other people’s perspectives.
Relate to their experiences or acknowledge that I could not know what was going
on in someone else’s life, but I could be there. I could do the right thing in
the face of the easy one.
How I did this isn’t so important. The upshot is that I try
to encourage people. I do my best to see people, look them in the eye. What
small part I can do to make people feel seen, heard, valued or all three if I
can.
When I reflect and ask myself if I am doing that, I hope
that I am. It’s not like you can take a survey and ask people “hey do I make
you feel valued?” “Do you feel encouraged” “Is there something I can do for
you?” People I have impacted know it, but I am not asking for that
acknowledgment, I did it because it is right and important to tell someone else
that they are just as, or more important than you. Everyone needs to know their
pricelessness.
I know I have had an impact on a few people, but is it
enough? Society says if we aren’t changing the world we are just sustaining
ourselves. What if I just work on my community of people? The people I know,
interact with and meet? Then if I influence someone in that group to do
something similar in their network…does that change
the world? I think so. It’s not flashy, but it’s pure and real. This act of
acknowledgement goes to the heart of human nature. We matter, each and every
one of us matters.
I believe one of the strongest values I bring to this world
is my gift of “help” in whatever shape that comes in. How do you show people
their value? Even if you can't give your value a name, what small thing do you do? We are
talking small things people. Do one small thing every day and work up to bigger
things. I’ll list some ideas to get you started, then make up your own…
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Look a homeless person in the eye and smile at
them, or simply acknowledge they are talking to you. They are real people.
·
Say “good morning” and mean it
·
Ask someone about themselves and don’t say one
word about yourself
·
Stand up to a bully for someone else
·
Acknowledge an injustice to the person that
suffered it – acknowledge their feelings as real and justified
·
Concede in an argument that doesn’t really
matter
·
Give a hug, then give another
·
Call your parents
·
Call your grandparents
·
Text a friend when you are thinking about them
and say only that
·
Schedule that dinner with a friend, don’t just
talk about it
Give yourself a break. You do not have to be perfect. You do
not have to go out and do monumental acts of kindness. What you put out into
this world you will get back. That acknowledgement of someone who is invisible
one day, will be returned to you on a day when you need the same thing. We are
all here to help each other, we have just fallen out of practice.
My reflections tell me that I am getting better at living my
credo, but there is work yet to be done.
Be encouraged, I see you. You are important. You bring
something unique and wonderful to this community. Let that shine through and
beat back that small and ugly voice inside your head. You are loved. Acknowledge
this fact in yourself and then you can share it with someone else.
This is one of the greatest story's that I have read yet
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