My daughter had foot surgery this week and so I’ve been staying at her home and providing some caretaking for the first few days while she begins the healing process.
It’s funny, because I find that when I’m in caretaking mode, time suspends and what might before have been commonplace becomes paramount – getting to the bathroom, the strategic positioning of pillows, and who’s going to feed the dogs.
I was out of the “loop” with world news and such from Tuesday through Thursday.
During that short time, it appears the world of entertainment and politics have converged into a bizarre scene worthy of the movie that is at the center of the debacle.
I’m referring to the Sony Pictures breach of privacy and also the hold they’ve placed on the release of the movie The Interview.
This incident reminds me of the extraordinary power of storytelling as a catalyst for change.
This is just a little comedy, after all. How can it pose such a threat to an entire government, an entire country, and an entire regime? Obviously it’s scaring the crap out of the Koreans and particularly its incendiary leader.
I found myself suddenly thinking back to another personal moment when I felt a similar strange sense of suspended animation in my life.
In 1996, I traveled to Arizona to visit my estranged Mother who was in the hospital after a diagnosis of an inoperable brain tumor – the result of untreated lung cancer.
She hadn’t been speaking to me – or several other family members – for several months. Along with my older sister, we arrived to be with our mother during this unsettling and emotional time. I was there for about three days or so.
I felt as though I had existed in a Nether-World of hospital fluorescent bulbs, unresolved and unexpressed emotional angst, and a bubbling up of time – both past and present.
And when I arrived back home to my own family, I walked into my kitchen to greet my kids. And there they were – blasting some loud music I’d never heard and performing a very specific dance routine. I remember hearing for the first time:
Dale a tu cuerpo alegría Macarena
Que tu cuerpo es pa’ darle alegría y cosas buenas
Dale a tu cuerpo alegría Macarena
¡Eh,… Macarena! Aaay!
In my brief absence, “The Macarena” had swept the nation. I couldn’t turn on the TV without seeing the clip of Al Gore debunk his public persona by enthusiastically dancing “The Macarena.”
I’ll never forget the feeling I had when I made my “re-entry” into the world after experiencing such an intense cataclysmic event in my life.
In some ways I digress. Yet my point is that time is what we make of it and transformation can happen in an instant.
What I want to observe is this:
Our stories and our truth hold profound power.
Our stories and our truth change history.
Our stories and our truth are our true gift to ourselves and to the world.
It just takes a lot of courage and conviction to know and act upon what we know to be true, without proselytizing or shoving it down someone else’s throat. Their truth isn’t our truth.
Yet yours is yours.
It’s one of the reasons I’m so passionate about Numerology as a tool to get as close as you possibly can to uncovering your personal truth and your passionate purpose.
And it’s just one of many, many tools at our disposal.
If there’s one thing that this international incident with the release of The Interview highlights for me, it’s that speaking our truth is the most powerful agent of change in the world.
If you want to make a difference, it’s as “simple” as stepping up and telling – living, being – your truth. With humor. With Creativity. With passion.
I’m wishing you an incredible 2015 with ample opportunities to turn your victories and your challenges into inspired action.
Cheers to the New Year!