I am doing something this election year that I have never done before. I am actively working on a candidate’s campaign for the presidency. The candidate that I am working for is not really important, although apparent if you know ANYTHING about me from reading here…… I decided that this year, with so much at stake, seemingly more than ever before, was the year for me to get involved, not just sit in the wings……
I wear the buttons, I put the bumper sticker on my car. But this year, what I added was an actual visit to campaign headquarters in my county last week. I arrived there, nervous and unsure, and left there energized and pumped up. What I opted to do for my first level of campaigning was to make calls to registered voters in Pennsylvania, specifically women, to inquire as to whom they were supporting in the election, and briefly discuss the issues with them. I have a list of forty voters, and tonight, got through four.
The first two calls, no one was at home, so I left a voicemail message. The third call, the woman came to the phone, and told me she does not want to take campaign calls. Fair enough. I started wondering if I really wanted to be part of this after all. Maybe I can’t take this rejection, this chance that angry people may get on the phone with me, or hang up in my ear.
But, I decided to make just ONE MORE PHONE CALL….. for the night.
And, I am so glad that I did. The woman on the other end, was in the midst of trying to figure out how to cast an absentee ballot just as I was calling her. We chatted for a few minutes, she assuring me that she indeed, is fully supporting my candidate. She told me what some of her most urgent concerns are in this election. She sounded energized and hopeful. She thanked me for calling.
And, I hung up the phone, and screamed out loud.
You see, there is every likelihood, that the closer that we get to something that is about to happen, that people get more passionate about it, more energized, more agitated even. There is every chance that I will have a door slammed in my face, or a telephone hung up in my ear, or shouting or screaming or tears.
But, there is also the chance that what I have to say will make a difference. That my being a part of the whole will make a difference to someone. Not just in this election, but in life, in my daily events. I want to be a part, but not just a part, I want to be a whole part, a whole part of the whole.
You see, I could be part of just about anything in my life that is going on, on the periphery, on the sidelines, going through the motions of something that I don’t really feel the commitment for or to. Or, I could actively participate as part of the event, the process, and throw myself into it, with my intellect, my heart, my drive, and my passion. Imagine the possibilities of that! Imagine how energized I will feel even if the turnout is not as I would have hoped. Because, I will have fully lived, been in the moment, stayed connected.
We may only be a part of the whole picture, but actively playing our part keeps us connected to all that is, all that happens, all that is present in our daily lives. So, as I play my part, I maintain my uniqueness, but still get to be part of the whole human connection, and share similarities as well. When I disconnect, I feel unique, but also feel DIFFERENT, apart from everything, not A PART of everything…….
There is one life force, one connection that runs through all that we are and all that we think, feel and do. It is what binds us to one another, it is what keeps our humanness intact, it is what makes families and friends and coworkers and collaborators…. it is what creates freedom of choice, and helps us to connect with our caring, compassion and offerings to others.
Getting connected, being a whole part of the whole, isn’t something that we are creating that does not already exist. The whole is already there; the life force and energy already exists and is swirling around us. We just need to call up our own part to jump in, fully, and take our place in the magic.
According to Melody Beattie, separateness is an illusion. No one has to make us part of the whole; we already are.
Do you recognize your whole part of the whole?
Jump in; tap into that life force. Don’t wait.