My enthusiasm for helping others, and writing has been abundantly fueled by a fundraiser I recently attended. Have you ever met someone and felt like you have an overwhelming connection to them? I'm not talking about your husband, wife, or significant other. I mean meeting someone who speaks to your soul! Like you've been destined to have them enter your life, and they are there for a reason. I have met this person. She may not know it, but every time we are together and I hear her speak it solidifies all the dreams I've had rolling through my head for so long now. I can just imagine all the raised eyebrows happening.
Let me Rewind....
I believe my purpose is to help people, possibly a healer, maybe just a motivational speaker, or someone who just strives to make people feel better about themselves. I've felt this way for quite some time. It really happened when I started getting feedback from my blog. Amazingly enough my words helped others. Bottom line. This was astonishing to me, actually made me feel a little uneasy at first as I took what felt like quite a burden onto my self to make sure I didn't say anything really offside, or offensive, but truthfully people just understood and were able to relate to what I said. This is no revolution, it is no secret that people are affected by others words. This just drives home the fact that everyone needs to be very cognitive of what they have to say to and about others. As easy as my words may help others, the wrong choice of words at the wrong time can be all that's needed to push one to a point of helplessness.
The pressure that goes along with me choosing to continue with this blog and put myself out there very publicly for judgement puts me in a place that I need be able to handle the words that come at me. It's also something that made writing for me very rewarding but very intimidating. A double edge sword one might say.
Now to move forward slightly It's no secret I struggle with my idea of what I want to do when I grow up, let me be clear I understand my role as a Mother and a wife. I understand that I bear a certain responsibility to the household. So is it wrong of me to be very determined to find a suitable way to make my life by doing things that I utterly enjoy and that fulfill me?
I'd like to think that my future self would be egging me on and encouraging me to take this leap as they can see the positive outcome that awaits me.
Now to present day, I have had a few opportunities that have presented themselves to me and I am at a point where I simply have nothing to lose, and I want to make damn sure I never regret a thing.
I love sharing my story..
I love it because, knowing that there could be someone else out there reading one of my posts, who is at their rock bottom. Who doesn't know their purpose, or what their supposed to do, how to cope, or if anyone cares to listen. Struggling with a mid life mini crisis, or just feeling unappreciated.
I would like to be the one who gives them a calming feeling knowing that someone out there has had similar feelings to them.
I want women to know that they are beautiful and strong regardless of their shape and size, hair color, clothing, or color of skin.
I really want my daughter (and Son for that matter) to grow up strong and aware of the fact that people everywhere will have an opinion on almost everything they do. I want my kids to always respect others opinions but know theirs' is the one that matters.
I want them to know that the pressures of the world can sometimes be too much, and that talking to someone about it will never be admonished.
Most importantly I want them to know it's ok to strive to make a difference. You may fail many times, but what matters is that you don't give up.
How many of you knew that in the past 3 months there has been 2 students commit suicide at the University of Waterloo? In Woodstock last summer 5 young people committed suicide in a 4 month span.
This is why I want to do this. I want everyone to know the value of their life. It's a powerful message, but one that obviously isn't being shared enough.
When I met her, the first time I sat in that chair and we talked she had me convinced that we had been very close friends in a past life. We shared the same values regarding these issues, we both had visions of what we wanted to do with our time here. She had never read my blog. We hit it off instantly. The biggest difference between her and I, was she has already started making a difference.
This past weekend, I attended her very successful Little Black Dress Fundraiser. This event which she has held for the past few years is a fundraiser for the Canadian Mental Health Association. Can you see now why I believe we were meant to meet each other? This event to empower women, is her dream, that she has put into place. It has inspired me.
I am more determined than ever to get people talking. I am going to make myself available to speak to anyone who needs someone to talk to. For whatever reason, with out judgement. Just to be a friend.
I downloaded an app earlier this week, and created my own quote which has become sort of a signature for me lately.
