This is a guest post by Brandy Walker.
For some time now, I’ve been obsessed with the power of Story.
I’m talking magnetic, raw, life-changing power. The kind of power that takes your breath away and leaves you flushed. It can bring a grown man to his knees and make a little girl giggle with delight. And the most fascinating thing is that each of us possesses our own little piece of this power.
Everyone has a story.
Sadly, most of it goes untapped. We’ll use 10% of our story, and bury the rest – convinced that no one really cares.
But they do! And to demonstrate, I’ll use a pithy little anecdote from last week.
My family and I lived out of hotels all last month. My husband joined the Army this past fall and just got orders for his first duty station. The entire journey – from broken down cars to not getting paid – has been an uphill battle. To top it off, I’m pregnant, which, as you can imagine, makes everything just a tad more difficult (mostly because I’m stubborn and loathe having to ask for help with our luggage every couple of days when we have to switch hotels and my husband is at work and I can’t lift the suitcases by myself).
Last Wednesday, I had a mini-meltdown. After finding out that we wouldn’t be able to get into our new place for yet another couple of days, and that the movers with all of our furniture wouldn’t be able to come for days after that – I burst into tears. To console myself, I waddled over to the coffee shop across the street. My eyes were still red when it was my turn to order.
“How are you today, ma’am?” Asked the pleasant barista.
I hesitated, faltered, and realized I was incapable of offering the standard, “Fine, how are you?”
“I’m awful! Heh, I’m sure you don’t care,” I self-deprecated, “But life’s too short and the day has been too crappy for niceties. My family and I just moved here and we’ve been living out of hotels for the past month. It’s just been one thing after another, you know?”
She smiled apologetically and took my order. Her kind face eased my pain somehow. I realized that, actually, she did care. She handled me a bag with the cake pop I had ordered. When I found a table, I peeked inside. To my surprise, there were two!
That simple gesture affected me deeply. I had shared a piece of myself with a stranger, and she had used her resources to make my day a little brighter. That’s power. And that’s what I hope to be about every day. It is the heart of my business.
At my core, I am a dreamer. And my current dream is to harness the power of story and use it to fight modern slavery, earn a living for myself, and teach people from all walks of life how to do the same (and hopefully much more). With my blog as my main platform and words as my tools of choice, I know I have ventured down an exciting rabbit hole.
So tell me, what’s your story?
Brandy Walker is a writer, a speaker, a spoken word artist and a modern day abolitionist. She is fascinated with living a life that truly sparkles and wants to inspire others to do the same. She blogs at brandyglows.com and tweets at @brandyglows.