The past week was a blur for me.
I was feeling quite spacey… on one side I feel as though I’m in a flow, and on the other hand I feel as though I was stagnant.
I had such a big appetite – not only eating more than usual but craving for different food.
This was how I knew I was on the brink of something. I needed my subconscious and conscious minds to finish conversing with each other.
So I did what I always do when I’m in this space – lay back, hop on Netflix.
I started scrolling on Netflix and was checking out shows after shows when something kept popping back: Designated Survivor
It was about Tom Kirkman, designated to succeed the presidency should there be a catastrophe that crippled the US government.
There was. He became the president overnight.
On paper he was the most unqualified for the position. He didn’t come from a political background. He was never elected into anything. He had no military experience.
His lack of experience was used to ridicule, challenge, question every move he made or didn’t make.
In the beginning he was quite the Mr. Nice Guy. He was very respectful of his peer and colleagues. His niceties were taken as weaknesses and others were not serving him well.
As the season progressed, he stepped up. He stood firm on his principles, integrity and values as he chose to always put country first before anything else.
He became President Of America FIRST before friend of a particular group of people.
For every blow he took, he gracefully stood up and stood firm. There was no malice, no cynicism, no superiority. He only showed his love for his country and his profession – something that was somehow shoved into him overnight.
Yet he stepped up. He learned what he needed to learn. He reached out when he needed to. He didn’t let the blows to him stop him from standing up again and again and again.
The failed assassination on him didn’t stop him either. It didn’t let him lose hope on what he could achieve. He became everyone’s president. He invited everyone to teach him to be one.
He learned as he went along. The only thing he held on to was his conviction that he will get through things and he has. There will always be a gazillion things to learn.
But what what we bring to the table – our magic, our charm, our essence are three things that’s already born into us. We need to reach into it each time we feel shoved up against the wall.
It is something that can help us hold it together especially as we live our lives because –
We will never be prepared for anything. All we can do is answer our calling.
Blessing of miracles,