I’d hoped to write a post today – one that has been rattling around in my head for nearly a week.
But writing time just wasn’t there this morning – mostly because when my alarm went off at 4:50, I strung together some phrases that can’t be shared and then reset it for 6:00. So the post will, for now, continue to live in my head.
In the meantime, I thought I’d share something that I found in Diary’s archives, and planned to reference in today’s (as yet unwritten) post.
The following is from In the Doing, originally written in December, 2009. Click –> HERE <– to read the post in its entirety.
There are times when we all want to swing a bat. When we see something that doesn’t feel right or when our child hurts and we want someone else to feel our pain. I understand that feeling. I’ve been there. And I’ve nearly lost it. When Mama Bear wakes up, she wants to protect her cubs at all cost.
But I’ve shouldered my bat because I’ve found that I get a lot more done when I extend a hand instead – when I look at what needs to be done and I do it. I don’t always have the time or the energy to do it myself, so I find the people who do and I ask how I can support them. And when I think they’re screwing it up, I offer ideas as to how they might do it differently.
It’s tough to drop the bat, but it’s tougher to actually talk to anyone while you’re swinging it.
If you want to see something change, be a part of it. Be the change you wish to see in the world*. And little by little, step by step, we’ll get somewhere.