A lot of people have been asking about my recent adventure. Last weekend, I went Skydiving. Yes, I jumped my black behind out of a plane (tandem of course). 14,000 feet up in the air. The first 2.5 minutes was a free fall..pure adrenaline rush. Then, the parachute went up and I floated for about 7 minutes. It was so peaceful from then on. The quietest quiet I've ever heard...and not just because my ears were plugged from the air pressure.
People have different opinions about my skydiving adventure. Some are just as excited as I am. Some say I'm crazy and they would never do such a thing. All in all, I think its an experience like no other and I don't regret any of it. I'm so happy I did it. It's not necessarily the act of jumping out of the plane, its the excitement of knowing that I accomplished something that I set out to do. About 8 months ago (as I anticipated graduating from college), I started a list... of all the BIG things I want to do in life. Skydiving was on it. So when the plane was at about 12,000 feet up, I did three things- first I checked to make sure the harness what tight and I was securely strapped to Mike, my skydiving instructor. Second, I took a DEEP ass breath and prayed that I would be safe. And finally, I smiled. Peacefully. With confidence. With pride. When Mike said "let's go," I squatted, as I had been taught, arched my back and went soaring amongst the clouds.
Skydiving is not for everyone and I am not suggesting that everyone go jumping out of a plane. But dammit, set a goal that others might find too intimidating, too daring, impossible even. Then, have the gumption to accomplish that goal. Have the nerve to step out of your comfort zone. Have the audacity to soar amongst the clouds.
You only get one life....live it. and learn.
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure..."- Marianne Williams
I struggled with this idea today. Today was my first day of Teach for America Induction. I met 120 other corps members and a host of TFA staff, alumni, and current corps members. Amazing people...each and every one of them. So talented, intelligent, motivated, driven...inspiring. I was so humbled to be in their presence.
We had a session where we became better acquainted with the purpose of Teach for America- to eliminate the achievement gap. The statistics almost made me cry. The fact that some students are allowed to fail while others are encouraged to succeed is disgusting, especially considering the idea that its no fault of their own. Moreover, the system is set up so that the statistics are perpetuated and the reality of the situation is ignored.
Needless to say, I got a better idea of the challenges I will face for at least the next two years of my young life. If I didn't know before, I know now- this is going to be the hardest thing I've ever had to do. SO as I sat there listening to current corps members and alumni talk about their experiences, I began to feel a little intimidated about this whole situation. I started thinking- Damn, am I cut out for this? Can I really be successful in motivating my students to reach and exceed their highest potential? I started to question my ability to do this. I started to feel....inadequate.
Then, I remembered that quote by Marianne Williams..."our deepest fear is NOT that we are inadequate." But I certainly wasn't feeling "powerful beyond measure" in that moment. I had to really reflect and do some quick soul searching. I realize that I am only as powerful as I allow myself to be. My doubts, fears, or thoughts of inadequacy will do NOTHING for my students. I can make a difference and I can be successful. Regardless of the statistics. Regardless of a messed up system. Regardless of my students' lack of sufficient education up until the point they enter MY classroom. It is up to me to liberate myself from any fears that might limit my potential and hinder me from achieving great success.
My deepest fear is actually pigeons.
Living and Learning.
Today, a close friend sent me an email about how sad she was about this period of transition...having recently graduated from college, missing friends, being uncertain about the future. This was my response to her. I think I needed to hear it more than she did.
Just think of all the times in your life when you have had to transition. Like when you had to learn how to walk. I'm not sure if you remember, but I can imagine that it was awkward. Up until that point, you were probably comfortable crawling around or being held in the arms of Grady and Cynthia [her parents]. But they had to stop carrying your heavy ass. So you learned to put one foot first. And you probably fell down a few times. But eventually you were walking- and the world was a different place from that point on.
If it would help to think of an external entity, consider a butterfly. At first, it is a slimy, hairy ass caterpillar confined to a life of dirt and leaves. Then, somehow (sorry, I didn't pay attention to the details in bio class) it transitions to life in a dirty cocoon. I'm sure that shit is uncomfortable. No one notices it. It's just wrapped up and secluded. No job. No activities. Then, one day that fool crawls out and flies away. People admire its beauty. People marvel at how freely it glides through the air- with purpose, with conviction. Have you ever tried to catch a butterfly? You can't even touch it.
Transition is a period of uncertainty. It's unsettling and uncomfortable. Take comfort in knowing that its also a temporary period. As cliche as it sounds...there IS a light at the end of the tunnel...and yours is bright- like Ashley's big ass red purse. I love you.
Living and Learning
Friday, May 28, 2010
I disagree with Forrest Gump (actually I think it was his "momma" that said it). Life is NOT like a box of chocolates- at least not for the reason she said. First of all, you DO know what you're gonna get. It should say so on the back of the box. If it doesn't, maybe you're eating the wrong type of chocolate. And second, boxes of chocolate are not unique. They are mass produced. Life is precious and each individual is special.
But I guess in some ways, the lady has a point. A box of chocolates has some bitter pieces...some sweet...and some with fruit filling. But most importantly, like a box of chocolates, life is a gift. And its definitely up to us to decide whether we'll eat it or through it away.
Living and Learning
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Sometimes, actually most of the time, we are reluctant to give way to uncertainty. Makes sense right? The unknown is frightening, yet inevitable. No one knows what the future holds...no one really knows what's in store within the next hour. But its coming, whether we like it or not. So what do we do about it? Leap. Like the title of this post suggests, sometimes that all you can really do. Just leap, and hope you soar. Bu t don't be afraid to fall. We tend to think that if we fall, we fail. Trust me, I'm guilty of it too. No one wants to lose. But its in losing that we discover what it takes to be a winner. I'm graduating from college tomorrow. In one week, I'll be embarking on a voyage of uncertainty. I don't really know what to expect or what the experience will be like. But I'm taking a leap of faith- hoping that I'll soar, and praying that people will be there to catch me if I just so happen to fall.
Learning & Living
Learning & Living