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The March

This is not a political blog.  This is about how a girl like me found herself at the DC March…how I knew that this was not about me but about something greater than me and about how this simple act of participating would provide more evidence that I am not the person I was when I looked for approval of my beliefs or my actions or the person that did not pay much mind to what was going on around me – if it didn’t impact me, I’m good.

When we act and behave in ways that are not congruent with our true selves, our authentic selves, and more about what our social selves dictate, we eventually get to a point of being very much between a rock and a hard place…stuck…a place of discontent but not sure why, a place where there seems to be no real purpose about what we are doing even though we are doing a ton of seemingly good stuff, work, play, love, okay, let’s throw in eat. (homage to one of my heroes Liz Gilbert) …anyway, a place of, should I stay or should I go, and finally, the question may come, Who the hell am I, what do I stand for, what do I care about, what the heck am I doing!?!?

Marianne Williamson has a wonderful quote that a fellow coach shared with me (thank you Maggie Helm), “…. something very beautiful happens to people when their world has fallen apart: a humility, a nobility, a higher intelligence emerges at just the point when our knees hit the floor”.  

Ahhh…opportunity appears at that magical moment of surrender. Track, seek, be open to what is out there…it’s inside you wanting to come out – and when it comes out - when you find that true purpose, the shackles come off…the sky is the limit, the direction is clear – or not, but it’s okay – you are on your way – the compass is in full swing and you my friend are the compass…steering yourself to who you are.

My compass, when I was ready to ask it for my true path has guided me to places that reflect my authenticity – the raw, unedited by society for the most part, (some societal influences are actually a good thing, ie; manners J) but the decisions that come from a place of my truth, authenticity and openness are met with great rewards.  I have experienced this over and over again. 

Back to the Women’s March…I have uncovered a passion in me that says, speak up, participate, be the change you want to see in the world, if you will.  So on January 21st 2017, I joined two of my friends, armed with my pink hat handmade with love by my sister in law and tee shirts for our crew made by my husband and onward we went…This was a decision I made that served me in my true self of who I am.  I couldn’t help thinking about the first part of William Shakespeare’s soliloquy from Hamlet, albeit, deciding a bit more than marching or not marching but it resonated with me nonetheless,

“To be, or not to be, that is the question: Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take Arms against a Sea of troubles”

This girl chose to march.  My compass said go and my compass today rarely lies. Whatever direction your compass leads you, I wish you a safe and happy journey.  Feed Your Mighty!

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