“I am making a change, I am making a change.” Everyday these words swirl through my head, a constant mantra chanted repeatedly, making my head spin. It’s almost as if I am trying to convince, rather than assure myself.
Am I really making a change? Yes, I did donate my unwanted clothes to the Salvation Army, but did I take the clothes off my back to give to a needy child? Yes, I appreciate the value and necessity of school, but did I take a bullet to the head in order to continue my education? Yes, I use natural light to save energy, but did I build a windmill that provides an entire village with electricity?
How impactful are the changes we make? The answer is, more than we would presume. Although that is the answer I secretly know, it is not the answer that I choose to accept. My contributions seem miniscule in comparison to those who spend their lives curing disease and famine. But have you ever thought about it from the other point of view? You may have given away your 2005 Barbie limited edition coat amongst a pile of other unwanted clothes, but the person who received that coat must be thankful every cold, winter night that you skipped the trash can and instead decided to donate.
No matter what you do, and how small it may seem, it will affect the universe. And burying something won’t make it go away, be aware of what is going on around you. But, don’t fall prisoner to things you can’t possibly change.
These words reek of honesty.