My heart has a long list of things of things that I would like someone else to revolutionize. Like healthcare. Everyone should have it, free; we should focus on prevention not reaction; and we should treat the cause, not the symptoms; emotions should be part of the healing model; I could go on, except, I think to myself, I’m not a healthcare revolutionary.
I’m thrilled by the revolution stirring in how we produce, sell, and consume food. But, I say to myself, I’m not a food revolutionary.
These are the things I say to myself when I look at the mountain of change in front of us. I’m aware that this is a lame response to my deepest impulses for growth, so I, uh, dig a little deeper. What is it that I want to lead the charge on?
I want to revolutionize how we approach life. But a Revolutionary of Consciousness? Tall order. Road’s been plowed. Long way to go. Still limping toward the mountain.
And than this occurs to me: I want to LIVE a revolutionary life. I want the speck of my planetary me-ness to be fully charged. Me, leading…me. That’s the only dominion I truly have. And it’s enormous.
How you live is how you lead.
Bleed. Heal. Shout. Pray.
Just keep going.
YOU and that life of yours are the revolution.
What do you want to revolutionize?