Sometimes, when I reflect on my life's crazy and sometimes tumultuous events, I get a feeling that each one was leading up to, preparing me for the next, and then I wonder, what is the culmination of it all going to lead to?
I daydream about it, and I hope.
I hope for a clarity of mind to be able to recognize, when faced with it, that I am well prepared. That I am in fact strong enough, resourceful enough, and brave enough to face it, whatever it may be, head on. I hope for that.
But I know me well enough to know that initially I will flounder. I will shrink into that dark abyss of hopelessness and despair, even if only for a day or four. I will cry and I will feel defeated. And then I'll get pissed.
That anger motivates me. It drives me to do all the things I do. That's not to say that I enjoy my anger. I don't. That's why it motivates me. When something pisses me the eff off, I feel driven to make it change. Or to at least find a way to make it better. I always just want to make things better. Not just better for me, but for you, and them, and even them. Because even they should be afforded the experience of knowing happiness, joy, and love in this life.
Doesn't matter much who they are. We're all the same. We're just people, trying to live this life and make the most out of our time here.
I mean, that's what we should be doing. Right?
What motivates you to make changes in the world around you? How do you react to your inner voice when it says to you, "this is NOT right?"
A Citizen Appalled
by Angie Schleicher 2008
I watch the world shift and crumble all around meA treacherous path lay aheadI trembleI see the leaders of a once great nation falter
And I wonder,
I look for a leader with honor, with valor
I find none.
My eyes shift from the wreckage of democracy gone awry
Now focusing upon the subtle strengths of
a woman determined,
a woman focused,
a citizen appalled.