I felt like I had been run over by a bulldozer, when my doctor wrote that I was permanently disabled and unable to work. I could not accept that I may never again be a corporate trainer, never again able to help people.
It took some time for me to see that if we look at things as they truly are, not as they used to be or as we would like them to be, we can see the gift that is being given to us.
Once I opened my eyes to see what surrounded me, I saw the computers. I looked closer and saw that the Internet was growing with applications that would enable me to contribute to any person and any organization, from anywhere. I had found my way.
In a couple of months, I will be travelling to Ottawa to be a part of a virtual facilitation team for the 23rd Annual International Black Summit. I will be helping off-site people who cannot get to Ottawa, both able-bodied and physically challenged, participate in this weekend event. Together, we will be focusing on bringing into being our visions for black communities and the world.
To find the way to help people be the best of themselves, I had to be in the present and find my way to myself.