When I was a kid I was enamored by the movie “The Legend of Billy Jack”. It was filmed and released just about the time I was born…and yet somehow I feel like it was played on TV in the 1970’s a lot….kind of like The Sound of Music…and Gone With the Wind…and The Wizard of Oz…and Ode to Billy Joe…
and Helter Skelter and the Exorcist. (I didn’t watch these movies, but I was terrified by the commercials!)
But I know the songs.
“One Tin Soldier” was probably my favorite song of them all…and I will tell you why in a minute. Plus, Billy Jack was a “kick butt” half Native American and also a Green Beret. Strange as it sounds, I can relate. That kind of toughness and righteous indignation…that kind of fight for the weak and helpless speaks to me. I want to be that tough. I want to kick the butt of evil… not just until it is down, but until it is out!
While I am thinking about shows of that era, I loved the “Rocky” movies. Especially the first and second ones. I loved how Rocky had a dream…even when almost no one believed in him. But he believed in himself. And he had Adrian to love and encourage him and he had Mickey to push him…
A dream. And a transformation. And loss. And redemption. And the dream stayed alive even after defeat. In fact it is defeat that makes the dream come true! And that is how it is in life…for those who persevere. Rocky could have given up after he got beaten and battered. But he didn’t. Just thinking about Rocky makes me want to run up a bunch of steep stairs at a big building…while loudly humming the Rocky theme song. When I get to the top of that flight of stairs, I raise my hands and pump my fists up to the sky and spin around with a goofy grin of knowing. Knowing I don’t care what I look like. Knowing I don’t care if I look like a crazy person to everyone who sees me. Knowing I am me. And I am free. And I have a dream. And nothing is going to stop it. Nothing can stop it. Nothing.
Yes. That is why I love Rocky. Not because I love Sylvester Stallone…but because I love Rocky and how hard he worked and how much he went through and how he could do crunches while hanging upside down and one-handed push-ups. And I don’t love Ralph Macchio, but I love that the Karate Kid beat that big horrible cheater …Daniel’s “killer competition” that broke his little skinny Daniel’ leg ….but Daniel used all of the tools and knowledge and wisdom that he had been given by Miy agi and beat the Bully while standing on his one not broken leg. And I love that Mulan kicked the scary gigantic terrifying horrible Huns Hineys AND the tough hot guy fell in love with her too.
What do these characters have in common? They have a dream. And they have a few supporters that impart wisdom and encourage them when they are in a rough place and begin to get discouraged.
This “kind” of story is not movie fiction. This is how life happens. These are the same type stories that have been told with different real and fictional characters for as long as there have been people living, and as long as there have been accounts of the happenings of people’s lives…
Dreamers don’t give up when their dream doesn’t come easily. Failure can actually be the catalyst that makes us “dreamers” more determined. When everyone is telling us our dream is too impractical or too difficult or ridiculous or beyond our ability … those words of doubt can be the fuel that is needed to make the tiny spark within us flame up into a roaring blaze. What was just a simmering domesticated pot can quickly become a rocket booster catapulting us into unexplored and foreign territory far away from the very things and people who had as shackled. This is the ultimate question…the question that separates people… which one are you? :
Why do some people achieve what they are capable of and even what seems impossible by most standards? What is it that gives them the courage or ability to do what they are meant to do… while others never even seem to try?
Fear is a “testing ground”. Does criticism and negativity and doubt and what looks to be certain failure cause us to tuck our tails? Do we fold up our tent or pack up our toys and scoot on back down to where” the “nay-sayers” think that we belong? Do we get back into the line that they have told us where we belong and where we are threatened not to venture from? Do we constantly hear in our heads, “Stay in line! Who do you think you are? You aren’t special. You aren’t smart. You aren’t talented. You are plain. You aren’t worth anything. You are weak. You are pathetic. Don’t even think about stepping out of line! Don’t wiggle! Don’t squirm! Be quiet!”
This is a lie.
This is why we need to begin again because these voices drown out who we really are.
We need to push the “Reset/ Reboot” button…and the “mute” button.
That is what I will be doing on this blog for a while. Let us start again…clean out the clutter… remove everything that we have accumulated. Look over each item and consider if it should have a place in our new space. If after careful consideration we cannot see any value, we must be ready and willing to discard the rubbish.
I am going write to help this process…for all of us.
Let’s try now to empty ourselves of all of our preconceived ideas and beliefs that we have taken on as our own…
I will write like I teach or coach….starting at the beginning and making certain that the basics are grasped, understood and mastered before moving on.
Doing this with you is part of my dream…I am made to clear a path. I am supposed to remove briers and thorns and things that catch people up and hold people back so that they feel like they are unable to move forward. Take this journey with me, if you will. The path will be narrow but I believe it will get us to our ultimate destination. Moving forward is essential.
Do you want to march in a line… to a place led by people who don’t care how you feel or think…who don’t care about your dreams or hopes or desires…who aren’t interested in where you want and need to go? Do you feel like that is where you are? Just marching to orders, “Left. Right. Left. Right Left!”
Stop listening to the voices that try to shame you back into their line… that try to tell you not to skip and dance and run and jump and twirl. Sometimes we sprint. Sometimes we stop and wait.
Do you have a dream? Do you have the courage to explore where it might take you? I hope so. Let’s find out.