Martin Luther King, Jr. - My Hero
Martin Luther King, Jr. is one of my heroes. I know a lot of people out there admire him and even revere him; to me, he is a hero.
I list him on the top of my hero list.
He inspires me daily in the work that I do. Here are a few reasons why:
- He supported all people to be all that they could be; in a free and open society
- He worked from a place of strength, love and peace
- He was a non-violent man who stood tall, never stooping to vilify those he disagreed with
- He used his words to improve understanding, to make what he was saying clear and then even more clear
- He was unafraid
I work in and for a community that I love and have utmost respect for; the infertile community. I see daily how people are exhausted, ashamed, beaten down and humiliated by an infertility diagnosis. I see how they feel less than other people because of the often temporary inability to conceive and carry a pregnancy to term. I see how they (we) hide from the people we love and trust most; not sharing what we are going through or minimizing it.
Fertility Inspiration from Martin Luther King, Jr.
Martin Luther King, Jr. probably had no idea or inkling that he would provide fertility inspiration; that he would inspire someone whose life goal is to support men and women through infertility. That’s another reason that he is my hero; how far reaching his words and actions have been.
There were many times when Martin Luther King, Jr. spoke for his community; that is his legacy, his words and actions. That is who he was, a powerful spokesperson against deliberate and non-specific racism.
There have been many times where I have deliberated whether or not to speak; and then, what to say and how to say it. Martin Luther King, Jr. comes into my mind on occasions where there is something of importance that needs to be said, where being an advocate is more than listening in a loving way; where it means saying things that will be unpopular but are real. I think of him when I am speaking for my community. I think of him when a reader asks me what she can share with her mother who had four children, one after another and does not understand what she is going through. I think of him when I read research reports and sigh with relief that there is no causal link between fertility treatment and cancer. I think of him when I write about how it feels to be alone, reminding you that you are not alone.
Community Support on MLK Day
He is a hero of mine. I’m not entirely sure how he would feel about my using him and his words and actions to support my community. Perhaps he wouldn’t approve. Perhaps he would be upset about it.
One of the reasons that Martin Luther King, Jr. has withstood the test of time as a hero, nationally, internationally and in my heart? He has inspired me to grow from his efforts and, through that growth, I have learned how to effectively fight and support my community.
While he might not agree with my fight, nor support my cause, I have absolutely no doubt in my heart that he would respect my passion, commitment and actions to support this community that I love.
MLK Day, I will light a candle. I will say a prayer.
And I will say thank you.
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The cover of a book is chosen very carefully. Book publishers are very aware that it is one significant way in which people choose books. Authors, reputations, book clubs, yes, definitely. But covers too. Especially for a book that might be a little edgy or unknown. They inspire us to open the book, then maybe, to buy them.
Just recently, my best friend had her first (but not last!) book published. I was astonished at how many different versions of the cover we looked at. I was lucky enough that she shared them with me. Image after image, very different or just tweaked slightly.
A cover reflects the best of what’s inside. In one sense, it’s a teaser. It offers up the visual of what the book wants to say about itself.
That’s what we all do. We choose our clothes, hairstyle, make up, jewelry, car we drive and as much else as possible to reflect who we are or who we would like people to think we are.
When we feel that urge or pull to be parents and we are not, it’s very visible to the world. Easily enough commented on as well, isn’t it?
Infertility can be one of the most exposing, vulnerable diseases we will experience. It makes us vulnerable on so many levels. We often wear our hearts on our sleeves, hoping and praying that we will conceive, that our children will come to us.
While we’re waiting for them, though, it is clear to everyone that we are not parents. Our desire to have them, no matter how strong, is not usually as visible.
Might it be easier if there was some sign that let people know we were trying and wanted children and that there was no need to ask about it?
Perhaps, even better, a warning sign? In flashing neon? Don't ask!
I think that I was my most honest and vulnerable while I was trying to conceive. My yearning , hopefulness and strain all shone across my face at any given moment.There was a fundamental change that was trying to peek out.
It's clear when we are not parents yet. It makes us vulnerable. It forces the inside, the internal to be at peace with the external. They match perfectly, what we don't have and what we want.
As does having our children. Our insides and outsides match then too. With contentment and joy.
I just have to brag this morning about my Fertile Yoga students. They are an ever changing, awesome (borrowing from Dr. Richlin) group of courageous, hardy women.
My Fertile Yoga students inspire me. I’ve said it before and it remains true. They inspire me by showing up. By walking the walk of trying to conceive, by supporting their bodies, minds and emotions through infertility treatment. They inspire me by checking in with themselves and seeing how they feel, below the surface. They inspire me by talking about it with each other in peer support groups, by offering each other suggestions, by listening to each other’s stories. Sometimes they inspire me just by nodding at each other as they listen patiently to someone’s pain. They often calm each other as they hear about a procedure or protocol that they are about to experience. They celebrate each step of the fertility journey with each other, knowing that each step of fertility treatment that goes well is a tremendous relief. They understand each other, even when they come from different backgrounds, different towns, different upbringings, different educations. They understand the desire for a family, for a child.
Yes, very inspiring. Love my students!!!
Here are some images that I find inspiring. A visualization or two to help you on your day…. If you find one inspiring, make it your desktop image. Sink into it. Print it, put it on your bathroom mirror. Let it inspire you, lift you up. If there's not one here, take a camera, create one. Take a paintbrush, paint one. Find a visual image that lifts you up and allow it to do so.