Writing DARK HORSES, the Young Adult Fiction Novel, as part of the National Novel Writing Month Challenge

50,000 words required to be written between November 1st and November 30th midnight.

It will be great to finally get it out of my head and onto pages.

Want to know more? Check out http://www.nanowrimo.org

October 30, 2013

Kaitlin A. Trepanier
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Headline Flash Seen on TV Today … Snooping on Kids to Prevent Tragedy

An oxymoron. When we snoop on kids, we teach them it is permissible to snoop on others … to invade other people’s privacy and space … and then we wonder why they do not grow up with healthy, respectful boundaries for themselves and for others.

If we truly want to prevent tragedy, foremost we need to teach children and teens about different RESPECT LEVELS … and the choices and consequences of all levels … so they can think, choose, and act with the RESPECT LEVEL they want to generate the results they want … empowering them to make good decisions no matter what challenges are presented to them and who is presenting the challenge.

Connecting the Dots … If we do not want youth to go through our personal things, we have to show them the same Respect Level because how we treat them is how they will treat us, others, themselves and how they will let other people treat them.

Connecting the Dots … If an eight-year old child was approached at school and told by a neighbour they were supposed to go home with the neighbour, a RESPECT-FILLED child would know they have the right to go the Principal’s office to check with her or his parent(s) and the Principal before leaving unannounced with someone.

Connecting the Dots … If a fourteen-year old teen was approached on the street by someone in a car to go for a ride alone, a RESPECT-FILLED teen would know how to handle such an approach, inclusive of telling trusted adults.

Connecting the Dots … If a sixteen year old boy was being tormented for his unusual attire and looks, a RESPECT-FILLED boy would be strong enough to withstand the teasing and would gather support to get the behavior be stopped before yet another life was taken by his or others’ hands.

… etc. etc. etc.

In order to teach kids how to connect the dots we have to see and do things differently too as we learn to connect the dots to generate the results we want to see.

October 28, 2013

Kaitlin A. Trepanier
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Connecting the Dots … with Healthcare

Though our Canadian healthcare system is more than what some people even have, like anything else, there is always room to grow and change to become more effective, efficient … and compassionate.

Though I had not seen much of my Dad since my Mom and he separated and he moved on with his new life, I moved back to Kincardine in August of 2011, to help him with his transitions based on his developing healthcare needs.

During the two plus years since I have been here, Dad has been forced out of his home by his wife who could not look after him because of her own challenges plus because his needs required more constant care and attention than just bringing in a support person for a few hours could do.

Dad was moved into a retirement home in July and by the next April, after an incident and a brief hospital stay, was then moved to the second choice of two nursing/long-term care facilities and just seven months later, just a few days ago, was moved into our first choice nursing/long-term care home.

Other than the changes in our Dad, what has astounded me the most are the efforts required, not to care of him as much as the duplication, triplication etc. required to convey information to so many different groups of people and not just to the three different places he has lived.

Like most jobs I have done, my analytic, creative and helpful nature not only provides me with strong observational skills, but also the ability to often provide viable suggestions to help make things better … to fill in the cracks and gaps so what was in place, grows, like we need to, in order to keep meeting the changing needs and to make the lives impacted better.

As a result, instead of writing an article or two about the gaps and cracks, I am taking on the challenge two healthcare professionals have pressed me to do … to continue with my advocacy, though rather than in scattered efforts, I have decided a comprehensive book would best reach, not just the healthcare system, but those who rely on it … because then we can get everyone connected and focused on where people, our loved ones, are not getting what they need and in some cases, are being disrespected and even being harmed.

This is one of the two books I expect to be working on this winter. The other is the fiction, DARK HORSES, the complimentary behind-the-scenes story of why and how Connecting the Dots … with The RESPECT PRINCIPLE book and global initiative was developed.

I will keep you posted on the book’s status, publication date and publisher.

October 28, 2013

Kaitlin A. Trepanier
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Faith Was Beaten Out of Me

The moment the yardstick split in half over my head, something split inside of me.

Picture an eight or nine-year old child, a girl, sitting in a Catholic school classroom, being taught by a black and white-robed woman, a nun, and then imagine the girl’s complete shock when the teacher, a nun, strode toward her ferociously, and to the girl’s amazement, did not rap her knuckles with the yardstick, but instead slashed the yard-long, thick ruler over her, my, head … literally snapping the yardstick into two pieces.

Much of my childhood remains locked away somewhere in deep caverns in my mind, but there are moments like this persistence has discovered in my personal work. What was once, and still is at times, called disobedience and now often labelled distraction was neither when viewed with tools such as the psychological profile tool, the Myers Briggs Type Indicator or MBTI. My in-depth study of the MBTI, which is based on Carl Jung’s original work, revealed an important discovery for me: my personality type would have thrived in a Montessori learning environment, as opposed to the factory-learning environments of our public, and even of most private, school systems.

Montessori learning environment is particularly ideal for “I” children who thrive on going off on their own to study what fascinates them though they are also taught the essentials, whereas “E” students thrive in group settings, both because of the way their brains work best.

“I’s” the short form for “Introverts” have brains constantly engaged in multiple trains and streams of internal thoughts so loud, bustling busy environments are distractions to them. Such personality types learn and work best alone, reading, examining, analyzing, and experimenting then taking time away from their learning and work for discussions with others of like minds … other “Introverts.” The slang terms we are familiar with include geeks, nerds, loners, freaks … If such children survive their education environment with their identity still intact, professionally they become researchers, scientist, inventors, technology creators, writers, artists, songwriters, musicians, poets, performers …

“E’s” the short form for “Extroverts” have brains that constantly seek external stimulus to feel engaged in the world, so they are attracted to, or create loud, bustling environments. They seek continuous stimulation from the outside world and the quiet of solitude is one of their least favourite pastimes. Give them a crowd, a team to work with, people to sell to and they are happy. Put them in a classroom where talk, talk, talk is the teaching method and they thrive because verbal communication is tops for them.

Now, put an athletic, tomboy “I” girl child in an “E” environment also ruled by specific religious beliefs enforcing the wearing of dresses and skirts and demanded exacting group behaviour obedience on a child also being bullied for being “too different” and you have a recipe for disaster.

Add to all of this, a religion, Catholicism, which made me feel even worse for my blatant disobedience to the expected conformity and additionally saddled me with guilt, embarrassment and shame for not only my disobedience but also just for my differences, you have the formula for creating a rebel … a wild child.

In my mind, then and for a very, long time, I rejected God because I could not fathom why someone would create us, set us up to fail and then punish us. I could not understand why nuns would rap my knuckles with rulers, put me in the corner to humiliate me and with such a hateful look on her face, split a yardstick over my little head.

With the other very unpleasant things happening in my life, some of them due to misunderstood and misapplied religious teachings and the rest from being a very different personality type in my community, the world to this very logical and analytical child made no sense … nor did God.

Then darkness had me where it wanted me; caught me in the web of negativity, and even hate. I even grew to hate God and finally discarded the idea of him at all.

But what I was not able to discard were the deeply rooted religious and societal teachings of unworthiness, which further life experiences reinforced, including being re-wounded by Christians when I much later visited other churches with a tiny flicker of hope they may be different in their approach, but with no success because they always made me feel like a sinner they themselves would “save” instead of just welcoming me, recognizing Jesus had already “saved” me if I chose to believe in him.

We teach others how to treat us by how we treat ourselves, based on what I call the Respect Scale, and since I felt unworthy, I taught others to treat me the same way … always letting them put themselves before and above me … except during those times when a small outburst of rebellion would attempt to thwart their attempts, but they never lasted or I would move on, teaching someone else the same lesson … how to treat me as less worthy than them … and they did.

As a teenager, I became fascinated with séances, ghosts and all things ghoulish. By my twenties and thirties, I considered psychics and other new age ideas, but then I started to run into new age writers who talked about God and I was not ready to consider God as a good thing because my experience still clung tenaciously to me.

But, when my life hit its most darkest point, I demanded, “If you exist God, give me a purpose for living.” And he did, though for me, the journey back to really believing in God has been a long, arduous journey fraught with many setbacks, tests, and trials. In fact, it is only this year that I can honestly say I do believe, not just in a higher power, but in the God I once discarded through naivety and because of great pain and confusion.

Like myself, many other people have had their faith beaten out of them. Others call what they believe in by other names and I certainly can understand and appreciate why they do so. Some do not believe in anything beyond this life and I say “to each their own beliefs” because having a specific belief forced upon you does not yield faith but division, fear, prejudice, hate, violence and as history also shows, war. All I can say to those who do not believe in God as I am now learning to by reading an amplified Bible, is that for the first time in my life I am discovering what it feels like to live in faith … to trust I am not alone … that someone has my best interests at heart .. and to be content, no matter what, because all the pain can and will be turned to good as a reward for believing in, not the God I was taught about incorrectly by teachings or experience, but by what I am learning and experiencing now.

This time, my faith is my choice and no matter how others judge me and my faith, it is between God and me. I expect others to respect my belief as I respect their right to choose their own beliefs and if their beliefs do not seek to harm others … I am happy for them … and for us all … because I believe we are so much more than what we have come to believe and as a result, the opportunity is ours to create a better world than any generation has known.

October 23, 2013

Kaitlin A. Trepanier
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The MBTI was created by the mother-daughter team of Myers and Briggs.

The Tieger consultant team has also written extensively about the MBTI in The Art of Speed Reading People

The Chameleon, the Judas Kiss and the …

The one we love the most we also give the most power to hurt us the most. We know this from all the stories and for some of us, from our own experience. This is the wee short version of mine.

Late in my second marriage, my true self was trying desperately to shed its chameleon nature I had adapted to get the acceptance I never previously had in my life. Aiding my efforts were a year and a half of psychologist counseling, university studies with a psychology major focus and a lot of self-help reading to free years of internal and external oppression and suppression that allowed me to be the unhealthy creature, the chameleon, I had become.

And then there was him.

Though still married, almost twenty years by then, my husband would not budge. I asked nicely and then pushed fervently for us to make changes so I could stop being the chameleon he had always known, but of course, he did not want things to change because he liked what I had made myself into. Well, most of it. Or at least he was comfortable with who I had made myself be for him and my family.

He stood back and watched with caution and trepidation, while a man I met at a souvenir company where I took a key account merchandising job after I had quit both my corporate job and university, watched with fascination. Instinctively I knew I was in trouble when I first saw him, but in my naivety, I had no clue the trouble he would bring into my life.

Within months the marriage that was on its last legs long before we met at work was thrust into oblivion because I knew I could not longer live with someone who refused to let me grow and to adapt to those changes in me as I had adapted to the changes in him. Four months later, I moved out and a year later we were divorced. But, by then, my now ex-husband became involved with a friend of mine, whom he later married and kick started a whole new life of his own.

But as for him, the gentle soul I loved so much, for his own non-conveyed reasons, turned on me when I clung too tenaciously. Severing our connection, pressured by a one-time friend of mine, he denied our connection and turned away.

For years, I blamed the one-time friend who turned me into the hands of someone she knew I feared and over the years the list of people I blamed for betrayal grew over the years. Finally though, enough time went by and my Respect Level started to grow and I finally started to heal. Though the wounds from the betrayals were healing, they also created tough scar tissue that hardened my heart and prevented trust of the same kind to enter again. The hardness also prevented forgiveness from softening my heart for many years.

It was only after years of wandering, somewhat aimless it seemed, adrift in a sea of unfamiliar faces and temporary jobs, where ports were visited but never stayed to avoid attachments of the deeper kind did I finally start to feel a pull which I thought was to settle down in one place, but which has turned out to mean my internal state needed to settle down … to finally forgive and to open my heart to love and trust again … starting with loving and trusting myself again … and others … and one day to love again so unconditionally as I first did him.

I thought it was the list of many whom I thought had betrayed me, yet today I realized it was him I felt was the one who given me the “Judas Kiss” … but what I had not been able to acknowledge all these years till tonight is that I realize … it was me I needed to forgive for betraying my self … for not taking the best care of me … for becoming who I was not to get the approval I had hungered for all my life and for putting my life into the hands of people who did not have my best interests at heart, but their own, and into the hands of a man who had not committed to me, but for his own reasons, instead turned me over to those I most feared.

A long sojourn these almost twenty years have been, but finally my chameleon nature is shed, I stand now comfortable in my own skin that I am still learning much about, and peace fills my heart because the forgiveness is complete. I forgive all for all have done their best in this world as it is. And as for him and me, now all the pain lies in the dust and what is left is the love.

October 20, 2013

Kaitlin A. Trepanier
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No One is More Valuable Than You

It has been said many, many, many times, that parenting is the most important job in the world. It has also been said that a nation’s leader holds the most important job. Emergency workers who put their lives on the line for us such as firemen, policemen and soldiers also do the most important jobs. Doctors and nurses who save lives are also top of the list.

Yet, what about the parents who daily go to jobs they are not passionate about, but do, because they are passionate about providing the best for their children? Yet what about the cleaners who keep their work environments safe and clean for them to do their jobs? What about the people who create the businesses that provide jobs? What about the scientists and researchers who spend much of their life in remote areas or isolation to concentrate on solving important problem such as cures for cancer or developing greener technology so we limit the destruction of the environment that enables us to live. What about the people who save other people from horrific conditions such as human trafficking and genocide; who go to countries, even when that means putting their own lives at stake, to fight wars, to report on conditions, to bring food, to dig wells, build schools. What about people without children yet who dedicate their lives to improving the quality of life of children? What about the child of an aging parent who puts their life on hold to help their loved one experience the best transition possible before they leave this life? What about the people who build our homes, teach our children, minister our spiritual lives, create entertainment, write stories, investigate to solve problems, run our governments, manage our money and resources, find missing people and pets …

Examination of life on this world reminds us that it takes all of us, with our unique talents, strengths and abilities to keep the world running every day. Yes, we know there are problems. Yes, we know we don’t have all the answers. Yet, we can all stop to consider the idea everyone is valuable … worthy of RESPECT … for just being a life, so we can stop trying to measure our value over others by competing when such competition takes our energy away from just becoming the best unique individual we can be so we can share who we really are to help make the world a better place for us, our loved ones and everyone else’s loved ones to live in during our brief time on this planet we call earth … and home.

October 17, 2013

Kaitlin A. Trepanier
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We Can’t Win If We Don’t Play … and Play Means Taking Risks

There are lots of experiences in my life that I would rather not have experienced, including the current one I wrote about yesterday regarding Dad and I needing not only your prayers, but your financial help.

With great emotional difficulty, including the swallowing of more of my pride built up to withstand the blows of judgment and rejection during my lifetime, I wrote the request for your help.

In response, one person texted they had mailed a cheque, for which I am very grateful.

Additionally though, God’s answer also included help for Dad’s other needs … his care needs. The several hours I spent with Dad on Sunday were exhaustive because of his ever-present intense drive to ride or walk, plus his frustration with his circumstances conveyed by his demands to come home.

Then Thanksgiving Monday, I received a call regarding yet another fall and a request for me to come yet manage Dad again because the nursing home, as usual, did not have the staff to engage him one-on-one to keep him safe. My Dad’s wife and I arrived shortly after lunch and found him sleeping, but since we drove out there, as with other times, we woke him to take him for a visit during a country ride. Yet this time, when he arose from his bed, we discovered the two-inch pool of blood spotting his pillow, leaked from the same place on his skull he has banged open three times before, though this time he did not require an emergency room visit or staples or sutures.

Tuesday morning, Pinecrest Manor called again, only this time to inform me the Owen Sound Geriatric Assessment Team was coming to meet with Dad, staff and me, so off to Pinecrest again Dad’s wife and I went. We joined Dad for lunch and then afterwards, for two hours I sat with a team member and a Pinecrest nurse to provide them with an extensive history of Dad’s life from being born in Tilbury, Ontario to the in-depth time Dad and I have spent together the past two and a quarter years. His second wife filled in some of the gaps too.

Finally, finally, finally, even though I have not been able to convince the medical community to recognize the benefits to be reaped if he had a nurse visit every day to monitor his vitals, work with the dietitian and the home staff, so it could be determined if his “special needs” are a result of more than the effects of Alzheimers and Dementia, at least, his condition is going to be evaluated today by a team of external medical professionals, including a geriatric physician and two specialists from London, whom, I was told, in all probability will prescribe additional medication … to not “zombie” him out like he had been before, but just to help him rest enough so he stops injuring himself from falls experienced because he is over tired yet determinedly stays mobile putting not only himself, but other residents and staff at risk too.

Finally, until I can afford to pay for someone to visit him every day to engage him personally, I will be freed from constantly having to be alert and available to drive out to Lucknow at the drop of a hat, as I have had to the past three days, to do my best to manage Dad for the Manor. Finally, I am relieved because I know I have done my best to ensure that what happened to him last Easter Sunday … being overmedicated that resulted in great harm to him and an unnecessary traumatic near-death experience … won’t happen again, so I can finally move forward myself.

Now the questions to be answered are do I move to Lucknow to be within walking distance during the winter months … or elsewhere? Will he now live longer because the meds will slow him down? Am I freed to move wherever I want or am I still to be close for when his time finally comes? But then again, believing as I now do, with ever-growing stronger faith, I can trust where I need to be is where I will be and if I am the one to be with Dad during his passing, God will get me to Dad when I need to be with him … and if not, he will get the person who needs to be with him to him at his greatest time of need is what my growing Respect Level for myself … and as a result, for other people has done for me, along with my return to faith which has stopped me from feeling alone in this world and is teaching me also to lean on God first, who then uses the people best able to do what he wants done.

Hmmm … imagine that … winning by playing … not sitting on the sidelines, playing it safe and comfy. It really is true that taking all the risks, quitting two jobs, going into debt, in order to get my Dad the best he needs, including the two close years we’ve shared … worth it, worth it, worth it … or at the ad says, “priceless” no matter the short-term discomfort for me.

Much has been learned and experienced, so this morning, as with every morning now, I am grateful for everything.

October 16, 2013

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Not Getting the Results We Want?

Everything we do is driven by the beliefs we have … our philosophy … based on our experience, our feelings, the impact of other people and their choices, plus our conscious choices … so, if we are not getting the results we want, we have to change our beliefs to get the results we want.

Not an easy task, but we are all worth the effort.

The bonus … we reap the benefits from our and everyone’s efforts to change our world by changing our beliefs to generate the results we want … peace, abundance, joy, prosperity … RESPECT for all.

October 14, 2013

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The Choice … Control with Laws, Rules, Regulations or Develop Character Strength with Awareness, Education, Inspiration

We know people respond more positively when they are encouraged with awareness, education and inspiration to make the healthiest, life-affirming choices for themselves and their responsibilities. We know this because of how we respond ourselves when people recognize and complement our strengths, talents, abilities and choices.

The question then begged is why do we keep adding laws upon laws upon rules, regulations that result in so many restrictions that people rebel against them, though not really with the intent to break the laws, rules and regulations, but to just break free from the weight of the bonds our Disrespect Philosophy driven world creates.

There is a saying that it is wiser not to just give people fish, but to teach them to fish. Is it not then wiser to not just give people laws, rules and regulations, but instead to help them Connect the dots … with The RESPECT PRINCIPLE so they develop the ability to value all life … and as a result, make better choices of their own free will than by the “threat of punishment” methodology?

The concept is logical, practical and compassionate, though not to those who feel the need to control others. People with the need to control and punish others reflect the impact their own experiences have by their impaired development and growth that has prevented them from recognizing the value of other people and what they have to contribute to our local and global community.

If we desire to consider this choice from a Biblical perspective, there are a few things to consider before making our choice. First, let us not forget God gave people Free Will, so who are we to take that away from people? Two, the Old Testament was filled with reams of laws, rules and regulations because many people were out of control … they got caught up in the natural world and rejected their spiritual selves; however, when Jesus Christ came to earth, He brought a new covenant that overrode all the laws, rules and regulations of man. He simplified the world by the New Testament, requesting that we all, “Love thy neighbor as thy self.”

Whether we prefer the intellectual, scientific premise to “Respect/value all life for just being lives” or the spiritual guidance of “Love thy neighbor as thy self,” the result will be the same … people will become encouraged through their new awareness, education and inspiration to not imprison people with judgment and all of its resulting laws, rules and regulations and will instead reap the benefits of people’s character strengthened by empowering them to make good choices simply because they know it is the right thing to do.

And if you need more justification to change our global culture from Disrespect to Respect, you may want to consider the huge financial impact … the money that will be saved from the much less damage being done to us and our world and the money that will then be available to make our world a better place to live … for everyone.

October 7, 2013

Kaitlin A. Trepanier
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To Follow or Not … Normal Means the Average, the Majority … Not the Right

Anyone familiar with the story of Esther in the Bible? I so identify with what Joyce Meyer wrote (and Joyce’s own story) about Esther … how she probably had other plans for her life … a “normal” life, like most women of the time, but she was called to live differently for something more than just for her, even though she probably knew the dangers involved, as well as the discomfort and many other things she would have to experience.

For years, I have gone back and forth, trying just to live the “normal” life everyone I know who mostly live “normal” lives keep telling me I should have, but I am just not made that way. At first, when I first tried to “not follow” the backlash was incredible, not only from the outside world, but from my inside world. Even though visions were put in my heart to follow that I dearly wanted to follow, repeatedly, I went back and tried and tried and tried to live “normal” but my personality does not thrive in “normal, mainstream jobs.” I get sick, in many ways and the older I get, the longer it takes me bounce back from such endeavours because I get so out of balance in trying to cope with the effects such things have on me.

All those “failures” of not measuring up to normal are not even failures, they are just indicators of what is not right and not working, which has meant learning a new way to live … to thrive successfully. I know for sure now what I can do, enjoy doing, what I am truly good at, getting better at and that is spending hours studying, analyzing, researching, continuously learning, and communicating … sharing my story and what I have learned to individuals and groups of people, which are not things most people could do or would want to do, revealed by the fact that one of people’s biggest fears is public speaking. Like all jobs, this is hard work, plus it is mostly very lonely work. This work and lifestyle has its own unique challenges, as do all jobs, including establishing a good balance of working time because this work is not like other jobs where you spend a number hours at someone else’s place, doing what somebody else tells you to do and then collect payment every week or two for services rendered (lawyers being the primary exception, because many get paid before they do their jobs).

No, an eight to ten-hour day for me includes all the correspondence, using the social media tools, the blog and other writing, research, learning, and study, speech writing and practice, design work for the website, book cover, poster, card designs, etc., and time away from it all to clear my head so solutions, fresh perspectives and what to do next are made clear. This kind of life is definitely not for most people I know … the discipline must come from within because like any job, you have to get the work done … but in this case, with no one standing over you with a yearly review to tell you how you have done and no one giving you a regular paycheck after a few weeks of work is done, but only after months and even years of hard work, perseverance and the unflinching knowing that it is the best work for me to do considering who I am and my experiences.

I am delighted to discover stories, particularly about women now, whose calling has pulled them out of the mainstream, sometimes even kicking and screaming at first on the inside, to do something outside of the “normal” life many desire and take for granted. Thanks to Esther and to all the women I keep discovering who inspire me to keep moving forward … in faith that as I do the right thing in my heart, my mind will catch up with all I need to keep going, as will my bank account, now that I know “normal” does not mean normal is right and I am wrong, but that normal just means normal … the majority.

The other inspiring point to consider from all the stories of people like Esther, Joyce, etc. is that, when the time is right, the payoff will arrive and because it hasn’t been a weekly paycheck, it comes in large lump sums. It is a very different way of living and working than anyone I have personally known, but that doesn’t mean not following the majority, the normal path, is not right … it is just a different path. And we only make it more difficult for those who are called to break away from “normal” by not understanding this and not supporting them, even if only be encouragement alone … because realizing our potential is not something we do in competition with others … it is ours alone and no path is more “right” or “wrong.”

Yes, often I have longed to be part of the majority, have tried it, felt rejected, then bad, then depressed and apathetic, but not anymore, thanks to all those I read about in books and listen to on television, who, from a distance, have encouraged me to rise up, stand tall and just be who I am. Hallelujah. Please pass this on to anyone you know would feel better about themselves after reading it. Thanks!

October 1, 2013

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