This last year has taught me quite a bit about what happens when we believe that we can have what we want and what we think is right. So many of us spend our lives on the sidelines, being shocked or cynically amused by what the decision makers create for us.
We feel powerless or like the pathways to using our voice are blocked or fake. Or that if we built up our courage to take a real stand for something, it would come crashing down on us.
Through this year, and especially this summer and fall, I have marched out and decided to be brave. It’s something I decided to do in my grieving period; that I would no longer sit and wait for someone else to do the things I was convinced were right.
What I’ve learned is that, when you sound the call, you may be surprised by who your allies and supporters are. You may discover a closeness and sense of purpose with someone you regarded as an acquaintance or a stranger.
And you may also find out that the people who you thought understood you deeply actually aren’t aligned with you in the end.
We discover more of ourselves and our world when we choose to be brave. And like any exercise, it gets easier to stand up and speak out when you’ve made a practice out of it.
So this year, look around your table but also around yourself to a wider extent. Your community exists, and they are waiting for you to show yourself.