I have a desire to be involved in my community, to be one of the people who are making positive contributions in our world. That desire first came to me in Chile.
Burrowed deep inside my sleeping bag, on a cold morning camping in Chile during our motorcycle travels, I quickly reached out to grab my cell phone and check the US presidential election results. After I sat bolt upright to deliver the jaw-dropping news to my husband, I thought, "It's time for me to step up and be part of the change." Now, I feel the urge to put that ah-ha moment into action.
I'm looking for a place that feels right for me to be the woman I envisioned in that memorable moment. Last night, I went to a chapter meeting of NOW (National Organization for Women) and am wondering if it's the right place for me. To help me make the choice, the question that has risen above all others, is this:
What does "future me" want?
This phrase "future me" came from a friend we met during our motorcycle travels. Florian, from Germany, who we met in Bolivia, would say things like, "Oh, future me won't like that," or "Future me wants me to do this."
What a clever way to envision our future. It offers a way to choose that moves us beyond the temporary discomfort of being the newbie in the room and toward the person we want to become.
In the spirit of knowing ourselves,