“You can’t just stop. You can’t just one day break the relationship without any notice. It’s not fair to me.” My friend admonished me.
“I look up to you. You live like no other. You must know that. I need people like you in my life…” she continued.
What? You do? And you see me that way? I did not know I had any influence on her whatsoever. I did not think I made any difference, impact, on her and her life.
She was specifically referring to this. My blogs. My daily and weekly snippets of encouragement and inspirational concepts I had been publishing from my website and sending to a list of subscribers. No, I did not notify my audience of this break, it sort of happened unexpectedly and organically, and my plan was to let it return in the same way. My friend was disappointed about it and called me out on it.
There are a variety of reasons I removed myself from my writings, one of which I will address momentarily. Her hurt and honesty as she called me out, immediately erased all of them. I had been sending my messages out to the Universe every week, praying that the people that needed them, would find them. In my free time, I would continue to make efforts to create more visibility, for I believe many are walking around wounded, as I had for many years, and needed encouragement that life could be better. I received stats on how many of my subscribers actually opened up my link. The numbers were low. I had worked really hard to attain the small audience I had, and I am cognizant of the consistency and perseverance required to really make an impact in the social media world. With my full time job, I wondered if all the effort I had made to get this far was worth it. Should I continue?
The part that really hit my heart, hard, is that this friend is struggling with an addiction. She really did need my encouragements, everyday. The Divine had brought people to my site to read my thoughts, and she was one of them. I totally let her down, and possibly others. What makes this situation even more fascinating is that I thought I annoyed her. I thought my joyous attitude and perspective on life bugged the heck out of her. I could not have been further from the truth as our conversation continued to unfold.
I am struck with how impactful we can be, without even knowing it. What beauty we can create, just by being, living, in a loving way. She asked me what I am passionate about. She did not realize I spent most of my life in self-loathing and with suicide never too far from my thoughts. The person she knows now is far from that sad girl. When I shared my story and how helping anyone move toward more self-love gives me great joy and purpose, she explained how rare I am.
Whether I am rare or not, my friend reminded me of the great power each of us has to be a gift, make an impact on one another, everyday, in many ways, whether we know it or not. She reminded me that looking at the statistics of how many people clicked on my emails did not matter. She mattered. One click is enough to keep me writing, keep me caring.
You never know who you may be impacting. You are impacting your world. Everyday. Every person, seen or unseen. A word, thought, smile, prayer, hug, may just stop someone from taking another drink, maybe even their life.
It’s time to be intentional about our lives.
Embrace this: “I impact this world. I impact it with Love, in its infinite forms, today!”
Sunshine and Smiles,
KimmiSue (the endearing way my family refers to me)
Release to Unleash
If you embrace the fact that you impact this world, how will that change how you live?