Favorite Ideas:
“My job is to awaken possibility in other people.”
“Any interaction between two human beings is always a matter of leadership. Giving all people the chance to live in possibility.”
Chapter 5. Leading from Any Chair
Anyone want to send a random email to my new boss with this chapter enclosed? Kidding of course. It is always so much easier to see the mistakes someone else is making. This chapter reminds me that even though I am not in charge, I can still help direct the way people view the situation. Favorite quote of this chapter, “Things can change when you care enough to grab whatever you love, and give it everything.” I think I get the message I need to hear, even though I really don’t want to.
Chapter 6. Rule Number 6: Don’t take yourself so seriously.
It is not easy. Darn. This ties back to the first rule. An emergency is only an emergency if it is imagined that way. Granted, there are emergency, but there have been few in my daily life to warrant complete panic. I often find myself saying, “Worse things have happened. No really; just the other day…” Working with elementary and middle school kids, you develop an appreciation of this rule. To them, everything is an emergency. One time a student stood up in the middle of a lesson and yelled, “My pencil broke!” I jumped up and started running around yelling, “Ahhhhhh!” The pencil breaker said, “Oh.” We all laughed and moved on with the day. It is so much easier to accept what happens instead of fighting it. If only I could remember this…
Chapter 7. The Way Things Are
I have been trying to take this view at work. Trying really hard. I don’t know how many times I have said, “It is what it is.” I just missed the part where I should add, “Where do we go from here.” Here’s an idea, “Anywhere…but here.” Hehe! I say that making the best of a bad situation is the best path. I am there for the kids, not someone’s 45-minute judgment of my job performance. What makes me think this single document is going to dictate the teacher I am? Why do I have to settle for someone else’s opinion of me? Mainly so I can keep my job. Kidding. Here’s to traversing the ice as though it is a friendly surface. We were on vacation one summer on the coast and we kept seeing this snake crawl under the siding above the door to our condo. We had a maintenance man come down and after we described the problem, said “Uh.” That was it. He turned and walked off. Since then, anytime anyone has an issue in our family, we give the wisdom of the maintenance man. Zander talks about using, “How fascinating!” That is my new “Uh.”
In this chapter, I am shaken by the description of the long line. How many times have I had that kind of experience in my life? Too many to count. When working at camp in the summer, an experience everyone should have, it so easy to get caught in the details. We have the same kids and counselors for a month. All of the necessities are provided without any thought. The kitchen makes the food, then ladies clean the office, the town runner gets the pens, the nurse finds the medicine, and the kids grow. My first summer at camp was really a jumping off point for me. Looking back on the drive there, I saw the glimpse of my future. It was this singular moment that kept me driving. I didn’t know anyone and I didn’t have any idea about how this organization steeped in tradition worked. I had a schedule. I could see when we were supposed to have nourishment, Waldemar for snack time, when dinner was supposed to happen, and when Taps was to play every night. But I couldn’t wrap my mind around 321 people living on 300 acres and 7 kids and me in a one room, one bath cabin were going to not kill each other. We wore whites on Sundays. There were ladies there that had been coming to camp for over 50 consecutive summers. The woman that started the camp was told that women couldn’t do that, it wasn’t a woman’s work, a woman had no place in the middle of nowhere without a man to help with the horses and skunks. However, Ora Johnson could see the long line. She had the vision to follow her passion and forge her own path. I am remembering why I had the respect I did.
I can tell you that from my time there, my resume exploded. The day-to-day life of camp shifted my view of the world. It was one instance family and community became whatever I wanted it to be. The first day of orientation the director always said, “Today is the day. You get to be the best you you can be. You get to decide where the future is going to take you. You get to invent who you are and no one here will know the difference.” At that point in my life I needed that; I have never felt like I was where I was supposed to be more than at the end of that first summer. Everyone else was so happy to be finished with the summer. I cried. I still cry when I think about that.
As the years past and I started moving up the ladder there, it lost some of its mystery. Suddenly, I was worried about the evening activity and working out how 321 girls would have a field day activity in the first 4 hours of the day. One lady, SueSue, I worked with was just straight up. I couldn’t figure out how to write the names in the “bible.” It documented every girl at camp and their accomplishments and their final camp score. I went to SueSue and said, “This is probably a stupid question, but how do I…” She turned to me after I finished and said, “That is a stupid question.” That was it. I loved it.
Taking what I can from this chapter, I want to see the big picture again. I want that purpose and calm direction again. It was so wonderful to feel like I was where I was supposed to be. But, it must always be like that. If it wasn’t, it would mean that God made a mistake today, and that doesn’t happen. I am where I am supposed to be, and I will open myself up for the energy to flow through.
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Great stories Kate, Its been interesting to see how reading this book seems to get people to tap into memories, feelings and parts of themselves that they may have forgotten but needed to be reminded of. I know I’ve said this before, and I’ve even seen pictures, but that camp of yours sounds like a great place. All the time you put in there transcends the singular individual experiences you had when you are able to share your stories with all of us, and when you do those good times can happen all over again. I hope you can always remember it as source for “purpose and clam direction”.
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