Many people are finding today’s times to be challenging. The tightrope between where we were and where we yet want to be is longer than we first thought. Like many I was push onto a tightrope. Once I balanced I found that there are many ropes crossing the chasm between where I once was and where I hope to be. Some of the paths offered tightropes bridging shorter distances—those with small islands of reprieve from the stress of rope walking. There were ropes lower to the ground so that if I fall, the flight and landing would not be too scary or damaging. Then there were the high ropes…the long ropes and the ropes that were unclear to what trials would be endured during the journey.
Some have recently lost a job or incurred a health problem and with a not so gentle push, you are now walking your own tightrope. The first instinct when pushed onto a tightrope is to look down. Our arms shoot out to both side for balance and our gut wrenches….until….our sights locate a safety net. The strength of that net combined with cheering supporters gives us the courage to cross the tightrope or even use the moment to climb higher. The larger the group of people cheering us on…the less reliant we become on the safety net.
I think life is a perpetual series of tightrope walks. With balance, cheering fans, appropriate safety nets, we are able to cross each chasm and maybe even climb to new heights.
So if you are crossing a tightrope that at times feels like it is too far above the ground or too tremulous, my suggestion is…don’t look down. Listen to those who are cheering you onto the other side and stay focused on the next step to where you are going vs. where you have been. You may have less of a safety net than what you would like, but if you stay focused, stay balanced and keep putting one foot in front of the other, you will reach the other side.
Passion may be just another word for crazy and Vision may take many straight to the poor house. I write to you today about my journey to survive building a business in the middle of a recession. Why now? Why not wait for better times? The answer is fear.
I fear for today’s young. Media has run amuck and toys are no longer designed for children’s well being. As an educator of marketing for a highly regarded world-influencing university, I can’t turn off my understanding of what big business is doing to our young. The mother inside of me hurts and is angry. It is like watching a movie on the big screen knowing the plot will end tragically.
I’m not grandstanding. Take a look around. Pregnancy under the age of 15 is increasing; boys bring guns to school to create mass murder, education has become so expensive that many are now telling our youth that higher education is a poor return on investment—they will be no better off with a college education. Even our own government is so busy with their own interest they fail to see what will be left for the children.
So call me crazy but I have to do something. Via E is not about making money…although I hope I can stop having to use garage sales and creative money management to pay my bills…
Via E is about: EDUCATION – fun learning that will build solid futures, RESPECT – for yourself and others, COMPASSION – for those who need help, LEADERSHIP – because God knows we need more good leaders, SAFETY – a place girls can play where parents know their best interests will always be put before profits.
Miley Cyrus feels she is a good business person because her shocking behavior will sell. I don’t know which makes me more ill…the fact that she would sell herself in this manner or the fact that she is right—she is hitting the top of the charts.
We have to stop this…one girl at a time. They deserve better…they are better…Miley is better, she just was never told so and now millions of girls will follow.
I care…I can’t stop from caring so this passion, this vision… even when I’m on my last penny, when I’m so tempted to just get a normal job… will cause me to fight to make a difference. I hope you will too. It won’t be easy but it will be worthy.
The last post I wrote of the many lessons I received during car rides with my dad and how that influenced me to do the same with my children. I thanked my dad in that post not knowing that he would suffer a massive stroke the very next week.
I’ve been a bit preoccupied the last few weeks. It has been a rollercoaster of emotions. Dad made it through but now needs much rehabilitation. He sleeps a lot and since my time with him is best in the early morning before I start my work day at Via-E, I found that the most natural comfort I could give him was to crawl into his hospital bed, hold his hand and talk to him…even if he isn’t awake to listen.
Today I was looking at his hands…they are still much larger than mine. As I tapped and stroke his hand it occurred to me that my hand next to his still showed the time—next to his, mine looked like a child’s. That struck me as I reflected on holding my 14 year old son’s hand just the night before. I was thinking my hands were looking so old next to his and how short we are on time.
Holding hands is such a precious way of saying, “I like you” or “I care about you.” We transfer love, compassion, friendship and time. Perhaps that is why I designed my Alexis dollfriend’s right hand so that it will wrap around a little girl’s finger if she inserts it into Alexis’ palm. If you rotate her lower arm just a bit, you can place another dollfriend’s hand in hers so they too can hold hands.
My goal for you and every person, young and old, who comes to play at Via E is to know that you are loved. Every time you hold a dollfriend’s hand I hope you find joy.
From my heart to yours,
Here is a quick and easy craft that will delight your dollfriend loving girl. There just are not enough books for dollfriends to read, so here is a dollfriend sized version of Alexis’ Journal. You can find the girl sized version on http://via-e.com/alexis-character-counts-journal.html.