Those who knew me as a child and teen often called me a “troublemaker.” I spoke up about things I thought were unfair at school and even challenged older family members who made bigoted comments. When you’re a child it’s a bad thing to speak up, at least that’s what I was told.
I’ll be making more trouble tonight as I attend the first meeting of volunteers planning the Women’s March on Chicago on January 21. When I saw the list of volunteer opportunities I immediately went to logistics and things that just needed able bodies. I dismissed my skills as many women do. I told myself that I wasn’t qualified to do anything else. I looked at the call for volunteers to coach those giving speeches and help them organize their thoughts and speeches. I told myself that I wasn’t qualified for that one.
Then I paused and thought about it. I get paid to give lectures. I’ve co-authored 6 books. I have something to offer. That’s the one I really wanted to do. Encouraging people to speak up against injustice is basically the adult version of being a “troublemaker.”So I paused and checked the box and thought, “I can do this. I care so much about this. I love to write. I’m taking the leap.”
Hoping that you will lean in to volunteer for a cause you care about deeply. It’s a critical time in history. We need you and your gifts.
Thanks for making trouble!
Good for you, Weeks! This brought to mind the saying about perfection being the enemy of progress — at what point to we become “expert” enough to be of use? Way to overcome and get in there! Very encouraging.