…or at least someone’s world.
I’ve come to the end of my contract at my job as a community outreach worker. I spent four years getting to know people, providing them with resources, helping them achieve their goals, and just kind of being a friend to people who may not have a lot of support in their lives.
This past week, it has really started to hit home how big an impact you can have on people’s lives. A group of clients threw me a surprise going away party at their house- BBQ, pasta salad, beautiful cake, gifts. I was stunned. But, it shows that not only do I care about their well-being, they care about me too. We built genuine relationships and that is a hard thing to do with people living in poverty and distrustful of the system or representatives of the systems.
My work held another BBQ for all my clients to come say good-bye to me. I was shocked to see 30-40 people roll through to say good luck, give me hugs, and pass me very sweet cards of thanks and encouragement.
I’ve also been getting lovely words from colleagues. Happy for me, but sad to lose me in this fight for social justice.
So, it has really hit me… I may have actually made an impact- on people, on the community, on policy, on a city. The world, or maybe just someone’s world. That’s an accomplishment and I am proud and grateful.
And maybe they changed me a little bit too. And I guess that’s what it’s all about. Affecting people, affecting change. Working for a common goal. Working together. Being kind. Loving one another.
Whoa… that’s heavy.
This quote has inspired me for a number of years now. I can’t say it has inspired me to the point of great actions which have drastically changed my life, but I am always hoping to muster the courage and strength to live a life I want.
In a little over a month I turn 30 years old and I can’t help thinking I’ve been putting off actually living for the last decade. Andy Warhol put it:
“Before I was shot, I always thought that I was more half-there than all-there—I always suspected that I was watching TV instead of living life…Right when I was being shot and ever since, I knew that I was watching television. The channels switch, but it’s all television.”
This is another quote that has resonated with me for the last few years. I’ve felt very half-here, half-living. Helping other people live their best lives while not thinking about my own and the consequences of it.
So, what direction are my dreams? Could they be west? Maybe I need to figure out what those dreams actually are. I don’t know, but like Thoreau, I want to “live deep and suck out all the marrow of life”, turn off this TV and start to live this life in full-body, not just half. I just wish I knew the first step.
I think everyone has that one room in their home they aren’t sure what to do with. It ends up becoming the craft room, an office that doubles as a guest room, or just a plain ol’ junk room where you hide everything you don’t want people to see.
For me, that room is my 3 season sun room. It’s not quite a real bedroom, but it’s also not a patio. It’s a lovely room which I adore spending time in, but it always feels not quite right. Currently, it’s a plant and music lounging room with air conditioning (the only room in the house). In the winter it becomes a storage room for all sorts of strange wonders.
But, I thought it would be fun to ideally redecorate via the internet, just for fun. There’s no way I could afford most of these items ($128 for a pillow?!?!), but it’s nice to think about. Maybe one day…
I – Wandering Pleats Curtain, turquoise, Anthropologie
II – Wilford Gold Side Table, One Kings Lane
III – Vintage Oushak Handmade Overdyed Rug, Etsy
IV – Spring Rose Sofa, Etsy
V – Abigail Coffee Table, One Kings Lane
VI – Gold Polka Dots Pillow, Etsy
—Rose Fur Pillow, Anthropologie
—Rose Gold Pillow, Anthropologie
VII – Terrarium, Urban Outfitters
VIII – Oswald Floor Lamp, Anthropologie
IX – Tiny Fawn Print, Etsy
What is that one room in your house?