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I dare you.

Back on the blog! I recently wrote a spoken word piece after noticing the impact of words versus actions. Words are very important in expressing inspiration, advice and your unique view. However, when those words become actions, that is when reality kicks in. That is when people understand, believe, love. I hope you enjoy my piece. Please express your thoughts!

I dare you. Written by Mary Babcock. 

I dare you to tell a child in the ghetto of Detroit that he can be

whatever he wants to be.

I dare you to tell a teenager in the slums of Afghanistan that she can be

whatever she wants to be.

I dare you to tell a kid in the remote villages of Guatemala that he can be

whatever he wants to be.

I dare you.

I’m not stating the impossible. For even my hero, Nelson Mandela, once said,

“It seems impossible, until it’s done.”

And it can be done.

Shawn Corey Carter: AKA Jay Z. Net worth $500 million. Usain Bolt. Fastest 100-meter runner in the world.

Anne Frank. Never faltering from her character despite endless cruelty from the Nazis.

Many more. Arose from poverty, inhumanity, struggle.

And changed the world.

Now you realize, it’s not so simple. You can tell someone that they can be:

An astronaut.

The President.

A peacemaker, ambassador.

You think you’re doing good? Being an inspiration? Really, just words?

What if all he knows is how to steal with perfection to feed his family?

What if all she knows is how to hide her face to avoid a gunshot from the Taliban?

What if all he knows is how many miles he must walk before reaching clean water?

What if?

You’re just using words. All your doing is stirring the pot, increasing vocabulary.

Astronaut. President. Politician. Peacemaker.

Let’s try doing. Making. Creating. Words are not good enough anymore.

These children need examples. They need active inspiration. Do as you say, be as you do.

Once you become whatever you want to be,

Then I dare you to go up to the children and say,

“You can be whatever you want to be.”

That’s when they’ll believe you.

So go do it.

I dare you.

a smile is stronger

There are so many little things in life that can make you smile…the right words from a friend, a call from a family member, a baby’s laughter, a hug from someone you love, your favorite movie, a great song…the list goes on and on. These happenings seem insignificant, however, when I take the time to notice what makes me smile, I realize without these moments my life would feel incomplete. When I was in the airport, a man was walking through security and had a wrapper in his hand. He looked for a trash can and found one, across the security lanes. He chucked that wrapper with sly confidence, secretly hoping he could make it in the trash can. When he did he looked around smiling, probably feeling a sense of accomplishment. That moment made me smile, and even laugh a bit. Such a small instance, yet creating significant happiness within me. And without happiness, within me and those around me, life wouldn’t seem worth living.

That is why God must have made smiling so much easier than crying. I notice the little things can make me smile, but it takes something larger to make me cry. God wanted us to smile more than cry…because it makes our life worthwhile. A smile is always stronger.

feeling guilty

I traveled to my hometown, a small town in Wisconsin, from my new home in Florida, for a short visit before the fun craziness of my summer ensues. My friends, one who I have connected with since birth, and two others I have become close to over the years, and I, walked out to the lighthouse at dusk to bask in the scenic view.

I have no problem being 100% honest with people, and that makes conversations with my friends very easy. We all sat, staring back at the city where we spent 18 years of our lives, yet all that was visible was a scatter of orange bulbs against a pitch black sky. As I mentioned, it is easy to ask whatever is on your mind with all of the people I surround myself with….my friend kindly interjected into the silence, “Do you want to raise a family here?”

It was agreed upon by my friends, and I, that we understood why our families decided to raise us here. The town has almost no crime, a nice school system, friendly people, and it is easy to be comfortable. My friends seemed to like the idea of raising a family in the town they grew up. I started to feel guilty, I didn’t say too much. Why do I have the desire to raise a family somewhere different? Why didn’t I feel the strong pull to bring up my children in the ways I was brought up? I don’t know why it is, but I have no interest in raising my family in this town. Is it my longing for change? My adaptability to new environments? My thinking that my husband will have grown up in a town, or know of a place, which he finds perfect for a family? Or could it be my immaturity? The fire of travel, adventure, and new experiences still burning inside me. Thinking ahead, I don’t think this fire will ever be extinguished. I cannot feel guilty for living to take risks, or pursuing bold journeys and goals. This results in my happiness, and if I am lucky, the happiness of those in need, and those I love. You are not wrong for not wanting to settle in the place you have called home for so many years, and those who stay are not wrong.

It is simply my wish to define the unknown before committing to the repeated. 

Motivate

Oftentimes I find myself sitting with my accounting book open wondering WHY? Why am I even attempting to memorize the EPS ratio, master liquidity analysis, or complete a cash disbursement budget?

Then I remember my motivation, and it helps me press on. My motivation is the smiles of the poor children from the villages in Guatemala.  Before I share a story with you, I would like to share what I’ve learned about motivation. I aspire to start a non-profit organization to help education and businesses prosper in countries with developing areas. In order to be motivated you need to match your efforts to your most treasured goals. I study accounting so I can be the best fit for a founder of a non-profit. I exercise so I can inspire others to better their bodies. I love, so others will love. Why do you do what you do? If what you’re doing does not match your passion, you must change it. Don’t waste your life away. 

Motivation: When I was in Guatemala helping at an organization, El Buen Samaritino, that provides education to children from impoverished, broken homes, I found my motivation. The children there were taught in a converted laundry room (a picture is above). They were hungry, and sometimes there was no water. Yet, every single day they smile. Smile so big it would sometimes make me tear up. Although their homes were probably a few rooms, their parents (if they even had two parents) were working at whatever job could be found or struggling with addictions, their clothes were from the nearest clothes drive, their teeth were already rotted, their stomach’s growled… I could go on and on…however, they STILL SMILE. THEY ARE HAPPY. They love God, they love anyone who shows them love. It is marvelous. I am motivated to make life better for these children. And the founder of El Buen Samaritino, Magda, is my role model. Magda understands the importance of love, and being there for all who are in need, even when she is in need. This woman has had cancer twice, lives in a room connected to the organization, and despite having no income she finds a way to feed all the school children. She is a gift from God. Although it is respectable when the more fortunate help the less fortunate, it is even more admirable when those who need help those who need. The definition of Magda. That is truly selfless. It is motivating to share the beautiful world with others, like Magda, who see my vision of leaving the world better than when I entered it. A challenging task.

Whatever motivates you, work toward it… without any doubt, no matter what the world thinks. 

Now back to financial analysis and balancing budgets…

Amor

Writing about love is an interesting venture. I feel as if I am one of the few not afraid to admit that love is incredibly important to me. With love, my few close friends become family, the children I spent time with in Guatemala become my reason to keep on, and a stranger becomes a star in my life’s story.

I’m a believer in deciding to love. This can be applied to anyone- loving a family member, a friend, a stranger, or the most mysterious love- the love of someone you hope to spend the rest of your life with. I do think their are certain people you are more apt to decide to love, which I believe comes from shared values, or experiences. However, that is something that is still a mystery to me. There are people in life who you may desire to love more than others.

But, love is a forever word. After you decide to love it stays with you, growing or fading. From my experience, I do not believe it disappears. However, I think something important to learn is that a heart does mend. Love may not disappear, but the love you find for someone else WILL be greater than the love you had once before, and pain becomes nonexistent.

Matilde had an interesting thought. She said that, “you should miss someone in the best of times; that is when you love.” Powerful. You want the person you love to share each moment with you, feeling and experiencing what you do. The eagerness to tell someone you love a funny, or random, story… that’s beautiful to me.

I love you. Te quiero. Te amo. Te encanto. It’s a forever phrase.

¿Qué valoras?

As I sat in the Rainbow Cafe with Matilde in Antigua, Guatemala, we contemplated living. We both know we want to do something extraordinary with our lives, and living the normal seemed a depressing circumstance for both of us.

It was decided that the norm went something like this – childhood filled with discovery, school, vacations, school, work and fall in love, get married, have beautiful children, reach some career goals, relax, die. That description wasn’t meant to be crude, it was just how I thought of the norm. But then it hit me, people who live the norm CAN BE happy, sometimes that’s even the path people WANT. Why? Well, I can’t answer that question. I’m setting myself up to do something extraordinary. However, I learned I am in no place to judge someone for not striving for extraordinary if happiness is what they value, and what they found. Especially if they found love. But then again, I should not even judge their values. What if their value was success, and they found it by living the norm? That is a feat to be proud of! It’s just not me, and I cannot fool myself.

Now that I had no problem outlining what I am not, the tough part comes trying to convey who I am. I know I value love, happiness, and the extraordinary. Love – it takes so many forms, and with love you can do so much. In my dreams of starting a non-profit organization I know love will be so important. Everyone needs love. (And if you don’t believe this, I am actually curious your argument so please comment below!) Happiness – it’s a perspective. How are you going to look at the world? The extraordinary – take risks. I know many people will despise me for saying this, but YOLO. Do something EXTRAORDINARY that you LOVE everyday, with a HAPPY heart.