Only person who need validate any idea – is person who has it. Some people will hop aboard. Maybe many. Maybe none at all.
Semi-ripened idea, five years ago, not swept away or swirled down creative drain pipes, still lurking in my mind – rising occasionally for more self-denial comments like ‘what’s the point?’, ‘I tried that before, it didn’t work’ or ‘nobody else cares’.
This idea, maybe me too, needed maturing/ripening, like old cheese …
I could have pushed harder. Didn’t. Because I didn’t care enough? Because this idea wasn’t good enough? Because these people weren’t worthy?
Simple concept, many possibilities for difficulties, but worth some struggle. Simply stated: everyday people, volunteering – taking a homeless person to breakfast.
Whether or not this idea can be proven to work, why not try? Not becoming social workers, not becoming connected necessarily, not making a friend necessarily, no trailing obligations. It’s just breakfast.
Attempts, five years ago, stymied by obstacle-lady (power person in position of power) stomping on it, before it started. After a few weeks grumbling, I let it go …
Until last week.
That idea (thanks LG) was trotted out for someone else. Different organization, different point in time – someone with less power, but more enthusiasm. He thinks it a fabulous idea.
His zeal, similar to mine five year ago. My comments likely sound to him like obstacle-lady. Difference, for each previously identified obstacle, we began brainstorming solutions. Whether or not any organization is supportive, I’ll likely keep going. A meeting, scheduled this week – me, and he, and LG. Pushing same rock up some other hill.
Because we can.
I know, it’s just breakfast.
written / published from Calgary, AB
morning walk: 11C/51F, more gloomy chill again, likely rainy afternoon again … Gusta’s coat is soggy again, like she’d been left out in the rain …