Picture this: I'm on fire!
Like the people I see hustling to the gym, I am hustling to reconnect with those whom I haven't seen for way too long - while finding more creative ways to cook, network and showcase my upcoming material. Like a girl newly committed to the treadmill, I was newly committed to becoming a very productive social butterfly.
Then suddenly, the breaks were slammed. Not because I was having trouble achieving this goal, but because I completely lost my voice.
No really, this happened! Please see the video below.
This was not what I had in mind when I told my co-workers that Meryl Streep's Golden Globes speech touched me.
As this week continued with my responding to events, e-mails, hustling to get my new and improved schedule re-situated, a deep, guttural chest cough begins to follow my laryngitis - boosting it's immunity to further dominate my life.
In the midst of all of this, something begins to really seep in...and it's called irony. The irony really showed it's ugly face as not one, but two powerful speeches voiced very strong, deeply affective, messages for the vulnerable people of America... and I didn't have the voice to cheer them on. However, with this platform I guess I can address these speeches in the shortest, sweetest, way possible in honor of my unvoiced condition. After reflecting on both speeches there were two quotes that stood out to me that I could continue to take on this year as daily rituals;
Meryl Streep's Carrie Fisher quote:
"Take your broken heart and make it into art."
...Well, actually, I did a lot of that in 2016, but it is a great reminder that beautiful things did come to fruition and should 2017 reveal new hardship? Bring them on!!
President Obama's Farewell Speech:
"If you are tired of arguing with strangers on the internet, try talking to them in real life."
Thank you for that friendly reminder to the people of America, Mr. President and I will take that into consideration the moment I try having a conversation with my vocal chords.
Now, speaking of showcasing more of my material, as some of you followed my last blog, you can recall that I told myself to "dream big". With the rise of the need to take risks, I was very much looking forward to revealing a new dimension of story telling this week. Sadly, my body has been invaded by this epidemic that has caused my local pharmacy to showcase Airborne, Vapor Rub and throat lozenges as their newly desired, best-selling material.
Rest assure there is a new platform and plans in place to amplify the art of storytelling and I cannot wait until the first installment is finished. Hopefully, it will be presentable soon.
But before I tell you the story that ignited the fire, I'm determined to take back my right to speak.