Will you raise your hand?

I sit here often with the cursor blinking before me. Not knowing if I should continue to type my most intimate thoughts or fall silent. Thus, I sit here silent for months now. Not sure if the words I say mean anything to anyone but me.

Then I think, “What will silence do?”

It will keep everything the same. The same mess that it is. “It” IS the status quo.

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What’s wrong with that?

Everything!

I sit here silently allowing the blog-o-sphere to turn not participating in it the conversation. Some may assume that I no longer care. My lack of written participation may mean that I am not part of the real world conversation.

I have been participating, just in a more real (to me) way. Physically putting my written thoughts out there into actions hoping to make enough little changes in my interactions to push forward big changes in my little corner of the world, AKA the fourth largest city in the United States…Houston.

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In the past, I have told you all about my loves and losses. All of my varied struggles, but to talk about them seemed selfish. Needed…but selfish. I have read so many people who talk about ideas. Big ideas. Small ideas. Peaceful ideas. Warring ideas. But where was the action? What was the follow up? How can they think of all these world changing ideas and not make some mark?

First, I changed jobs, you know what happened there. Second, I changed  the way I think about my job. I decided that I was one of very few women in my field in a male dominated industry, but I wasn’t going to “man up.” Instead? I embraced my femininity. I challenged my superiors by welcoming changes. Third, I stopped sitting on the sidelines.

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The first mark of change is some times just putting your hand up and saying, “I can do that.”

So I did. A lot. It got to the point sometime last year that my boss sat me down and said, “Megan, you will burn out if you don’t make some changes.”

I didn’t. I evolved.

If you want to do great things you can’t do anything average. You can’t just show up and hope things turn out okay, you have to make sure they turn out okay. You have to lead and organize and curate the experience for others.

In all of my blogging and in taking control over life I learned one thing that has made all the difference. I’m a natural leader and organizer of everything (but my laundry).

I have also spent sometime in the last year learning about my leading style. What inspires me, what drives me, and how I can bring that to the world.

Monday, I was at the Leadership in the Arts Summit at the University of Houston, a summit on stewardship, community, and growth. I was sitting in the room with my other TEDx organizers and artists from across the city having an amazing experience when I realized that I was there…a leader in the arts providing my opinion and sharing in the conversation. I had a moment…seriously. Me! Why? What had I done? My friend Shawna tweeted it perfectly, ” Let’s be ambassadors for our community. We don’t need to change it but let’s invite others to be a part of it.”

I had responded. I had raised my hand.

I had some idea of why I choose to think about some things and not others, but no real idea of why.

Want to know why?

Because silence in the face of injustice, degradation, and fallacy is agreement.

I choose to stop thinking of ways to make it better and act in ways that make it better.

I choose to be an ambassador.

Will you join me?

Will you educate others? Bring people to the places that need the most change?

Will you raise your hand?

I am often told that people just need to do for themselves and their lives will get better, but is that really the human thing to do?

Throughout the history of our species we have been there for each other and when we are not there for each other is when we fail. In our world we have enough that no one should be without food, shelter, or clothing, but there are hundreds in my city that go without those very things every day and every night.

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I could walk you through an area of downtown surrounded by people you have become blind to seeing. I could take you to several food bank locations that seem to be growing in numbers of those in need every week. So many too scared, or maybe it’s proud, to ask for help. They have a nice house, nice car, nice clothes, but their circumstances have changed and they can no longer support themselves. Maybe they live paycheck to paycheck like most of us and found out that next week they are losing their job.

The changes in the energy industry the last few months have made that a reality for many. It’s okay to need help. We all do from time to time.

Next week is Compassion week in the City of Houston. There are events and activities throughout the city for all age levels and identities. Whether you want to help the poor or learn to be a servant leader.

I urge your participation.

Will you raise your hand and claim your ability to change just one person’s life?

If you are not in Houston, but interested in changing the lives of your community please contact your local food bank or services office. They will know where the most help is needed.

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Co-Parenting : Forgiveness Required

I may need to do a search through all the posts on this blog to find it, but sometime back in 2011 I wrote a piece about forgiveness. The act of forgiveness, how and why and the importance of it all. Four years later I can finally report back.

Four years ago I was still rather bitter about getting divorced. Hurt and angry, but I had decided that maybe forgiveness was the approach for me. So, I took a deep breath, said many prayers and chose to forgive my ex husband for his behavior while we were married.

This was not an easy choice.

There is something that happens in a break up that makes everything seem worse. Everyone you know chooses a side. You may think that I mean his side or my side, but I don’t. They decide how each single parent should co-parent when the other party hasn’t lived up to their end of the bargain during the marriage.

The most popular among my peers was the one that removed my ex-husband from not just the marriage, but from our life. As though POOF I had two kids and POOF I magically get a check every month to help cover their living expenses.

I was so angry at the time that I do have 100% parental custody. I could fly to China tomorrow without my ex-husbands permission and he would just have to deal with it. I won’t…but I have the ability. Anger makes us do so many things.

Then I thought about simply arranging supervised visitation. Only I was so poor. We were barely scraping by so there was no way to cover the cost of providing supervised visitation. I was quite irrational at this point so I maintained our distance. We saw my ex-husband about once every few months and not for very long, a couple of hours at most.

Then something I found sadder than the possibility of having to see my ex-husband on a more regular basis. It was our sons. They didn’t know him.

As a child of a single family home I know what that is like. My father was not a good person, at least as far as his behavior back in 1985, but we were raised by my mother and maternal grandparents. I had a relatively happy childhood. We had our drama, but what family doesn’t? Perhaps we had more drama than average, but I think we are all more interesting to talk to because of it…anyway. That’s a different story. I didn’t know my father. I knew what other people thought of him. I knew where he was from and what I thought of the people from that place. But I didn’t know him and that is a great cloud over the happy times. All of those times I saw my friends with their dads were sad times for me because I had never known what that was like.

As I became an adult I tried looking for my father to no avail. He didn’t want to be found in the digital age and therefore had no digital footprint. That didn’t mean the sadness was gone. “Who was he?” “How was he?” “Did I have other sisters or brothers?” “Did I have a step mom I didn’t know about?” Always having those questions is sad. I didn’t want that for my kids. Who was I to make that choice for them?

That is what I found to be this sad thing. I was an adult who had lived in a set of circumstances that made me mad. So mad that I thought it a good idea to remove the person that held the other half of their DNA in his genes.

But was I so angry that I couldn’t find it within myself to forgive a man for his behavior? How could I call myself a good person if at the first test of faith I proved to have none? It is no secret that I am a Christian, perhaps a different breed than the ones you read about, but I try to have a simple faith, based on love. In our church we are taught to love and forgive.

I was faced with two options.

One my kids didn’t really remember who this guy was that we sometimes saw really was, so we could just gently fade away and he could become a memory.

Two embrace the pain, and allow them to fully know their father and make the decision for themselves.

To do the first would have been the easiest choice for someone as angry as I had been. He didn’t know where we lived, who we hung out with, where I worked, all I would have had to do was change my phone number and we would have been done. Simple. Clean. Heartbreaking for him and for me. I would be setting my kids up for the same thought process I always had. Always wondering why I wasn’t good enough to be loved by the people who are supposed to love you the most.2015/01/img_2354.jpg

So I embraced the pain. The hardest and easiest choice on so many levels. The cold aloof anger has been replaced by hesitant resolve. Hesitant because everything we went through leaves a mark on the psyche, but resolve because it has turned out to be the right thing to do. My kids are 4 and 8 now. They know their father. They’ve seen where he sleeps and we know how he lives, where he lives, and why he lives.

Over the last four years we have fought and cried and been angry for past ills all over again, but there has been so much forgiveness and contrition. So much of what we have worked through together has made us better people for our next partners. We know more of how each of us failed the other that we will continue to work hard to not make the same mistake. We know that finding that next perfect person for our new selves will be hard, we each have a longer list of must haves…okay at least I do..but I am optimistic about the prospects.

Forgiving him has taught me more about my faith than any pastor could ever tell me. Forgiveness is not something that you do once and it is done, it is something you do every time you wake up and face the day. It’s choosing who you are and not wavering from that path every single morning. Choosing your words and actions before your emotions, and never letting the bad times get the best of you.

It’s also choosing to put the best choice instead of the popular choice.

Special note…A physically abusive spouse should be handled differently. An alcoholic husband or wife who did not exhibit abusive traits is very different from an abusive spouse. Alcoholics tend to only want to inflict pain on themselves though they learn to manipulate what they want out of people to get what they want. That’s how so many nurturing people become enablers. It’s like they can smell your ability to empathize on your sleeve don’t fall for that either.

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Twelve months have gone by in a quick succession of rapid fire days and short blissful pauses. January turned to March which turned to November before I knew is it was today. Saturday…the last Saturday in December 2014.

How did this happen? What happened to my sense of time that it feels as thought it should still be January. Not January now, but January 2014.

This year has been so joyous and hopeful that it is a wonder I have survived with my head clear and mind in one piece. Peace.

Peace seems to be an ever changing anomaly. The busier I got this year the clearer my mind got and in turn the clearer my goals became. Some goals…not all. I’m still unclear as to my professional direction in a business with endless possibilities. If only I could be a normal person who didn’t dream dreams the size of Texas and have expectations of a life bigger than it is. However I also want a small life. If that makes sense. I want to do gargantuan amounts of good, but live a life of simplicity.

Dreams of bigger houses aren’t what I want.

Dreams of bringing shelter to the homeless, food to the insecure, selfish dreams of changing lives are purely selfish as much as they are altruistic. I wouldn’t want to do it if it didn’t give me and the person in receipt of the help a smile. If it didn’t make me feel whole. It’s what I dream of though in the quiet moments and loud.

I would also choose a small life in a tiny apartment in the city. Just big enough to have friends over for coffee and muffins or family over for a Sunday dinner. Close to shops so I wouldn’t have to drive and parks so that I could walk around in the grass.

I’m closer at the end of 2014 to seeing these dreams become real. I have gotten to meet like-minded people during the last 12 months. People who want to create a place of peace and community. A sheltering tribe of new friends and colleagues. People who want to see us all reach our potential and see the limitless potential of possibility. I’ve been more active in the community. More excited about the prospects of what is to come.

Beginning in 2015, I will be a steering committee member for my companies non-profit and I will be continuing my role with TEDxYouth@Houston. I had so much fun with each group in 2014 that I can’t wait to see what we do in 2015. I got to do arts and crafts at a group home with some colleagues and help organize the big event for the youth in November. I’m excited.

I took some small advice to heart last year and it helped make it a splendid experience.

If you stop limiting yourself, you can do so much more. You will do things you dreamed because you aren’t holding yourself back because you don’t think you are qualified or you don’t think what you want is valid. Hogwash. It is valid and you can do it.

Repeatedly throughout the years I’ve heard that what you put out into the universe is what you get back. I try to live this way. I try to live better because of past missteps and errors in judgement. I try to see the joy in each moment because at any moment we could be gone. I work each problem as it comes up because if I don’t there is no super hero who will do it for me and the problem will only persist and/or grow.

2014 has been full of wonder.

2015 promises to have just a bit more.

I hope you get to hold the joy of this year’s end near, and embrace the future with an open heart and a clear mind.

Galveston Beach - Sunset September 29, 2013

Galveston Beach – Sunset September 29, 2013

Responses to a Candidate Questionnaire

This November 4, in voting booths across the state you will decide who will make your governing decisions. In order for various lobbying organizations to determine who to support they send these long questionnaires to tell you who to vote for based on a variety of answers.

Below is my answers to questionnaire received from an organization that shall remain nameless. Answers are long form because these should not be multiple choice.

For each question the responses available were
A) Strongly Agree
B) Agree
C) Neutral
D) Disagree
E) Strongly disagree
F) No answer

Think about that as you read through. If your replies differ please feel free to discuss in the comments.

1. It is the government’s responsibility to be sure children are properly educated. Public

The job of the government is to ensure the future of society. It also functions on behalf of society. While it may not be the governments responsibility, a society can not function with out an education. Until there is something better it is the governments duty and our duty to support the education of the next generation.

2. Any teaching to children on sex education in public schools must include all contraceptive methods, and should not show preference to abstinence.

It’s imperative to teach sex education and all of the methods of contraception, but not to simply tell hormone raging teenagers to abstain. That’s not facing reality. We give them the facts and they make the choice. Then they have to live with the consequences.

3. Marriage is a union of one man and one woman. No government has the authority to alter this definition.

Marriage is a legal contract, though it is and can be so much more. This should be available to all whether it’s how I would choose to engage or not. I should not limit someone else’s right to happiness because of syntax.

4. Biology textbooks which do not teach both the scientific strengths and weaknesses of the theory of evolution should be rejected. Public

Science books teach theory and fact. This question though is based on a creationist belief that evolution is wrong and has no place in education. There are weaknesses to every discovery and yes evolution is just a theory, but there is so much evidence and information to support it that I don’t understand how people can say it’s untrue.

I’m a Christian and I don’t believe in that the world is 6,000 years old. That’s ridiculous. I do not support teaching this to children either. If it comes up as a discussion topic that’s fine but it SHOULD not be taught in a public school. This is a religious view of one religion. It has no place in a public state sponsored system.

5. It is the government’s responsibility to properly distribute income and wealth. Public

No, but at the same there should be some system of checks and balances that makes it function better. There is no right answer to this question though. Because none of us wants to give up anything that we have earned and built.

6. The more people live by Judeo-Christian values, the less government is needed. Public

People should live with values. Whether you should characterize them as Judeo-Christian is a horrible divisive statement. Less government is important and vital, but driving division points based on mine or anyone else’s religion is uncalled for.

7. Efforts to bring Islamic law (shariah) to America do not pose a threat to our country and its Constitution. Public

Divisive question that only seeks to divide and exclude. If enough people will show up at voting booths and vote it will never be a threat to anyone. If people don’t remember they have a voice anything is possible.

8. Free enterprise and the right to private property turn mankind’s natural self interest into the fairest and most productive economic system there is, and are the key to national prosperity. Public

Not always.

9. The Ten Commandments should not be displayed in public school buildings. Public

Are we teaching religion or are we educating? If you want a school that displays the 10 commandments on the wall – there is a school for that. If you want to participate in public school realize that it is open and inclusive of all religious beliefs.

10. More restrictive gun control laws are needed now to protect the public.

No. We need to educate more people on mental illness and treat mental illness. Gun control laws only work for the people who see value in the law. If a person thinks themselves above the law it won’t matter what you put on the books.

11. The Affordable Care Act (Obamacare) should be repealed by Congress. Public

I’ve seen it work, and I’ve seen it fail. In the end it’s doing more good than bad even if my premiums are through the roof. That’s more a private business reaction to something they don’t want to embrace because it takes from their profits. So they up my premiums. It’s price gouging.

12. Students should not be taught about intelligent design. Public

I don’t support this theory, but I’m not opposed to it’s discussion.

13. Religious freedom is our most foundational freedom and deserves added protection in our state and federal constitutions. Public

As part of the whole of the freedoms characterized in the first amendment it is important, but not as important as freedom of speech. My beliefs should have no effect on your religion and like-wise yours on mine. I should make logical, moral decisions, not decisions based on my religion. If it is part of who I am, the answer that is chosen will reflect what I believe. We do not need further protections we just need to remove restrictions.

14. Free market competition for education dollars, rather than a government monopoly, would create a better education for all students. Public

There is no correct answer to this question. It assumes we are all On the same financial playing field and would all have the same choices available to us. We just don’t and we do not. At the moment a reevaluation of spending is important, but so is rational thinking that says an educated society is better than a return to another time.

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As always, please share thoughts in the comments

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Feel like a phony?

02Last week I had dinner with a friend and he felt the need to point out that I belong. I constantly second guess myself and any abilities that I do or don’t have which may be why I start a lot of things and don’t finish them all or I do some things really well, but the little bits that would make the completed project perfect are crap.

Maybe I do this to prove to myself that I am a phony.

Some times

Really I just feel like a phony a lot and never quite feel worthy of the things that I have worked for and the accomplishments that I have earned. I’m a mish mash of ideas and thoughts and theories that make an interesting person who doesn’t want to talk about them so when they come out on paper they make me sound mad.

I can talk shop with anyone…to a point. I don’t share my best ideas and I often hold back from the conversation all together. If I talk to you with any depth it’s because I’ve decided your trustworthy. But I still don’t share. Not vocally.

I share here, but even there I haven’t shared much in the last year and a half. I have plenty going on I just don’t want to sound showy or “Hey, hey, look at me now!” So many of the bloggers that I connected with at the inception of this blogging journey are still struggling with their finances and lifestyles. I’m not. Sure I have problems, but they are nothing when compared to the stories that I read and the struggles that I have faced and I feel like a phony finding a complaint. Clearly this isn’t a humor blog. I don’t do obvious humor.

I feel it is now my mission to not dawdle in the past strife, but to build up others as much as possible. How can I share a piece of the good word, a good idea, a good thought that may make a day brighter. Likewise I share stories of others that need to be shared because it’s news that you won’t see unless you’re looking. That takes a lot less space, so it’s all on Twitter or Facebook (Friend me I will accept).

Often I feel like a phony, an imposter, a person who does not deserve all this goodness. I feel the past follows me like a cloak waiting to wrap itself around me in a swift wind. Not that it warms me, but it makes me cold. The emotions of the craziness that didn’t feel crazy until I stepped away and looked back. I feel like someone somewhere is just waiting to throw the cloak on me even though I’ve grown up, I’ve changed, and there is so little of that person remaining. That sad girl who wanted so much to feel the warmth of love and being needed that she clung to the first person who passed her way. I still haven’t figured that out. Why did the thing that damages have to be the thing that stuck for so long?

That may be a question I can never answer.

I feel like a phony to have bigger dreams. To want to be and do more in this world. All the dreams I write about on this blog…I want to see them realized, but that cloak of doubt keeps the fear inside me. I don’t deserve my dreams to become reality because I didn’t do this or that, or I don’t look a certain way.

Why is that? How many of you feel this way? How many of you hold yourselves back because you don’t feel worthy?

Damn it – FEEL WORTHY!

I say this to myself as much as I say it to you.

We belong. We have earned it. We fight for it daily.

The things we have accomplished are worth talking about. Every day little wins are worth sharing. Letting people know that this day is an awesome day because you woke up and set out to conquer the day is worth being said!

Don’t be afraid. You are not a phony.

Surround yourself with positive reinforcement and bring light to the world.

When you see that light in someone else – that kinship – reach out to them!

It’s only by building ourselves and others up that we finally begin to feel worthy.

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Why Not Overestimate What You Can Do?

This afternoon I had every intention of coming home at the end of the day and posting a blog reworking day one of The Purpose Driven Life. Well…crap…life happens and things change…so I don’t get to write that post because there is other stuff going on.

Life…the eternal brevity of life.

We are all here forever in our minds. Our days become months that turn into years that form our lives. We don’t know why we are here in the grand scheme of things and where are we going?? Only time will tell us.

But we are here and we are intelligent and for better or worse we will make it work.

There was a quote that I shared once on people overestimating what they can do in a day, but underestimating what they can do in a life. What can we do? What can we change? How can we live to our potential in the quick succession of our many days?

Is it even important that we change the world to effect change on the world?

I don’t think so.

We can change the entire future of our planet by simply changing how we relate to it. We need to realize our power is not in the halls of government or the corner offices of commerce, but in how we live out each and every one of our days.

Today several things have happened that I think will have an impact on me for a while. First, something as simple as a book club. This book club was not just a small group of girls gathering to read fiction. This book club is at my office. I now work for a Fortune 100 (plus a few) company. We are a STEM company and are trying to stay the leading company in our field. The book we are reading is Lean In by Sheryl Sandberg.

Here’s the thing. Our industry is traditionally dominated by men. They are the great builders, engineers and designers…at least in theory. But our office has something special that I don’t think many of the women (several thousand) understand the value of – we have a female chief operating officer running our campus.

Our big cheese is a woman!

This is abundantly important for us as women!

I am not going to look up the exact statistic now, but the ratio of female to male COOs of companies our size is miniscule! Then considering our industry…I was shocked that there weren’t more women at book club! I don’t think we would have had this book club if it wasn’t for her belief in possibility.

I have heard so many times women complain that they do all the work but never get the reward. The men get to have all the glory, but the women are the one holding it all together. Head down, pencil to paper, getting shit done.

Simple truth is – if your head is always in the muck – it will only ever see more muck.

How many women are so wrapped in their work that they don’t look up and see the opportunity? How many are concentrating so hard on what is that they don’t see the possibility of what could be? I am just getting into the book, but I challenge women to stand up, find their power, show up to the meetings, be heard. Make a difference!

So much happens when we are present, not just in body, but in mind and awareness.

Second thing that happened today…an awareness of self, not self-awareness, but an awareness that if I just keep working, growing, learning, and pushing that I will be where I always thought I would. It may not be the exact place or thing that was in my mind, but it is working out exactly how God made it.

This reminded me that we each on a different path and that there are no shortcuts to ease the pain. The pain is there to make you stronger. The hardships we face are intolerable when they happen, but when we finally taste success the result is sweeter because we can acknowledge the pain of the past.

Finally, TED. Dear sweet, amazing TED. This week is TED active and my inbox has exploded with massive amounts of info-porn. Seriously. My favorite week’s are TED week’s because the ideas and information that come out of them are transformational for each of us individually and all of us globally. So many things that changed as a result of putting these ideas into ACTIONS.

What is an idea if it can’t be put into action?!

A waste of freaking time!!!

I love the philanthropic, socially aware, more political ideological discussions, and today was mind-blowing. I am still watching, because I was late to the party, but it is all on video. I highly suggest you all watch it.

Here’s what ties the day’s events together. When we look up from the day-to-day and we see the possibility of what could be it is up to us to grab it, to hold it, to nurture it into existence. We must breathe the life into the thing that gives us purpose, that gives us life.

If your thing is simply living life as joyfully as possible and showing that joy to everyone you meet then do it. Your smile and easy laughter will change hearts and won’t cost a dime. If you are Bill and Melinda Gates and your thing is creating a planet that sees the best possible future in vaccinations and education improvements for children. Then do that!

We are each blessed with different gifts, scopes, and thought processes. The important thing is that you do it.

Please watch the evenings TED events here. TED2014: The Next Chapter
http://conferences.ted.com/TED2014/

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Kiev : A Little Over a Week Later

Wasn’t it just a little over a week ago that people were dancing in Kiev’s Independence Square ecstatic that they had the ability to change their stars?

Didn’t they laugh and sing and enjoy being “Happy”?

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Isn’t it amazing what has followed? Is amazing the right word?? More like astonishing or unbelievable or terrifying…

I keep wondering about the varying storylines. Who is really pulling the strings?

No…Conspiracy theories help no one.

What I get caught in is the politics of intimidation and watching the most powerful political leaders of the world dance. One is leading, one is following, and then they reverse rolls.

During different points of the week you could see where Russia was gathering up the Ukraine and pulling her around the floor. Then the next day the United States would have the Ukraine bound for the other side of the dance floor. This constant back and forth following one then the other all over the dance floor…all the while the audience of watched.

The audience changed depending on who was leading. When it was Putin you could hear the echoes of the people in Crimea chanting their allegiance to a Russia few of us recognize. When Kerry finally took the lead you could hear the people who believe in the possibility of a free Ukraine.

I’ve been watching this incredible event escalate and diminish. I’m just dumfounded by the insanity.

Ukraine is a country. A democratic nation that could and should be free from the trappings of a parent nation. Ukraine does not need to be a state of Russia…or anyone.

What do you need when building a successful nation?

I think it is the same as what you need to build a successful future for a business. You need to know why you want the changes that you do and you need to stand by them. Write out a vision of what you need and want. Live by that vision. There is also a reason for beliefs in tolerance and understanding and an intrinsic openness and transparency.

Maybe this is more about building a nation that will last in this age, the age of Wikileaks and NSA Surveillance. The people that want to ask you to dance are going to know everything about you already, so you may as well be honest about it.

If Putin had simply acknowledged and validated the changes that occurred in the Ukraine instead of having violently restrained outbursts about the changes that will happen, none of these problems would exist.

For a summary of the days events please visit Human Rights Watch for the storify timeline.  http://www.hrw.org/the-day-in-human-rights

I had and still have high hopes that Ukraine is able to become the country that it wants to be. I hope that the Russian government and more pointedly Vladimir Putin realize that times have changed. I hope that “The Western” nations that are helping Ukraine set up for the future do not trap her in the methods and practices that won’t lead to success.

It’s been a week, I said last week that the fight was just beginning, but this is not the fight I had in mind.

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Kiev : Get Happy!

Tonight on Fast Company I watched the video of Ukrainian revolutionaries dancing in their encampments at Independence Square to Pharrell’s Happy. I watched a bunch of people my age and younger celebrate the idealism that so many people hold dear.

We believe the world can be better if you just give us the opportunity to show you what you taught us before life and scarcity got to you.

We know that the world is a good place. We also know that power breeds corruption, so we know we have to be careful if we are given the chance.

No we don’t have all the answers, but we think we can fix what is broken.

Even if we can’t fix it we can replace it with something entirely different.

We want freedom.

I don’t know how closely you have been following the events in Kiev or if you have scrolled past them in an attempt to keep your blinders on, but something amazing and perhaps scary just happened.

The revolutionaries in Kiev won.

The dictator who was in charge was removed from office by the parliament and there is an opportunity for a new, freer society setting up in Ukraine.

To me this is amazing because we get the opportunity to see what they do with it.

However it is also terrifying because they must be careful how they proceed. Do you want to be like Egypt and have three new governments in almost as many years (They resigned today.) or do you want to form a new land of peace and freedom and show others how a revolution is done.

This is the problem with revolutions. Some people do it for the power. It remains to be seen if there are many in this group who are only in it for the power, but wouldn’t it be a testament to the revolution if this remained about freedom and liberty and less about a transfer of power from one party to another?

To highlight the key element in most elections from one side to another is that it’s the same ideals just with a new face, a new label, a new rhetoric, but the same end game. Power.

The end of the video shows that all Kiev wants is to be happy, but will they be?

I applaud and encourage you all to keep the correct goal in mind.

You’ve done the easy part and that is get the power, the hard part starts now…what will you do with that power??

Be happy, Kiev, you’ve earned it.

"What is happiness for you?"

“What is happiness for you?”

Practice: My favorite spot

I am trying some basic writing practice because well…I need it. I have been gone too long and I’ve been far too inconsistent with my writing. I hope the practice will get my groove back and if you have anything you think I might find fun as a prompt please feel free to leave it in the comments.

My Favorite Spot

My favorite spot warms in the sun under a giant oak tree. The massive trunk is my support as I sit among the knobby roots that have grown out of the ground all around the tree. The sunlight filters through a high canopy of leaves dancing like fairies on delicate blades of grass below. Full branches stretch higher and higher coming full circle and skirt to the ground as though they’ve long grown tired of their task they sit in repose on the lawn. I stare out from beneath my perch and hear children laughing in the distance, a dog barking a block a way and the constant echo of traffic not far away.

I try to read, but it does not work.

I try to write but words fail me.

So I sit and I watch the light dancing and find where the children are laughing. There is a class by the look of them twenty students boys and girls about age seven running and jumping and playing in the neighboring park. A park bare of playthings, but a broken obelisk and more knobby oaks, but a park just the same set free from the being broken and spent as a plot of land for consumption. Green space in a vast city is a many splendor thing and often a hard battle was fought to keep it green. I watch them for a moment as the children study the statue and the teacher explains its meaning.

The breeze sends my hair tickling my nose as I turn to ponder the lawn. It stretches a full city block in front of me luscious and green. It is bisected by two stone paths leading to the door of the museum. But…this museum starts out here. There are three steel statues built into the ground and the inconsistency of them has always set my OCD on edge. One is a jagged line another has smooth round edges, I am sure it all means something very deep, but it’s lost on me. I enjoy art for the sake of art and beauty for the sake of beauty. This lawn is a work of beauty.

To my left is a great structure of grey and glass, built out of the love a man had for his wife. It is thoroughly modern and a testament to good architecture it is so serene it makes you wonder of the couples life, was it so serene? I am sitting outside the Menil Collection in midtown Houston basking in the sunlight, patiently awaiting the 11 am opening time. Picking up my pen again I write of dancing sunlight and sunken treasures.

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2013 in review

Sharing as a thank you to all of you! Have a happy and blessed 2014!

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A San Francisco cable car holds 60 people. This blog was viewed about 3,500 times in 2013. If it were a cable car, it would take about 58 trips to carry that many people.

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