What’s worth standing up for? That simple question almost immediately invokes a subliminal attack or internal questioning of our own morals.
This question was actually asked in my house this past weekend. Shockingly not in relation to my husband’s or my morals but rather in a discussion about NBC’s Emerald City following the season finale on Friday evening. No plug, we just love the show.
Funny how something seemingly as mundane and irrelevant as a TV show can somehow touch something deep inside of us and ask us questions we never thought were there.
During a deep discussion of the main character, Dorothy’s, next moves and where the plot might take us next season. Bear in mind the ending left way more questions and so many storyline options open. We really have no clue where it might end up.
I said “Sometimes we have to fall to our knees to see what’s worth standing up for.” My husband paused folding clothes and said “Damn Honey, that’s deep.” My reply was something along the lines of No that’s the stuff constantly through my head….chuckle, chuckle.
But that got me thinking. What is worth standing up for?
Now after a few days of reflection I think I know my answer. My answer was the idea behind the creation of Our Traveled Road. I had woken up that fateful day and unknowingly asked that question of myself.
My answer was –EVERYTHING. My family, my freedom, my future, my journey and most importantly my right to choose that journey.
Just being Ok
I sometimes feel when we become overwhelmed with life or a situation, as a defense mechanism and out of desperation we turn off that particular trigger from our radar. That way we can feel better. Even though it’s only a short term solution because chances are while it was off your radar, it was getting worse.
I think that’s what I had done. I had been telling myself “It can’t get any worse”, “The way it is isn’t so bad”. I was pleading “just be OK and it will get better”.
More than just OK
So not surprisingly, it hadn’t gotten any better by ignoring it. So from my knees that morning, begging the universe for a nothing more than a status check of Ok. I decided I was the one that needed to stand up.
First one foot, then my hands on my knee to push myself up. Just like I had taught my kids when they began roller skating so many years ago. Amazingly the first foot was the hardest step, after the decision to stand up was made the rest just fell into place.
For so many years didn’t realize I had just been OK, but not really, it was more like pretending to be OK.
And in all those years I had given up my destiny to just be Ok. But not anymore. I need a purpose, to somehow make the world a better place. And that will never happen if we are happy and content just being OK.
What’s your Answer?
Maybe the answer to where your destiny lies is to simply ask yourself “What’s worth standing up for”. Let that question marinate in your head for a while, see what you come up with. You might just surprise yourself.