I'm Rich

Today's been a day where I feel like I am definitely in and have been in the right places at the right times for a long, long while. At least for the past three years. I have a lot of love, a lot of purpose, a lot of cause and all the possibilities in the world no matter how bleak the economy or twisted the world gets. I make enough therefore don't have to worry like I always did about anything financial. Just don't spend money on things I don't NEED. That is my budget. I am almost ready to settle down and buy that small vintage bungalow at the peak of the ultimate sellers' prime time market. Not quite ready though. Almost. I can read. I can write. I can think. I can give. I can receive. I can learn. I can mess up and wake up to new, beautiful days on the most beautiful coast of the most beautiful state in the most beautiful country on the planet.

I work 8+ or - hours every M-F at a berry company. I found my job three years ago and I haven't been able to quit or forsake it. Just when the lull gets lulling and I believe the wind is blowing me to some other adventure, out shoots another opportunity to light my passion on fire, live my talents and let my weaknesses be. No job has ever been this challenging. No job has ever been this cool.

... To represent an international berry company in the community by way of building up corporate philanthropy and social innovation. For what cause? To empower the overlooked and hardly served in this country. They hide, they're taken for granted, misunderstood and avoided yet all they want to do is work hard, raise families and not bug anyone. Are we not all beggars? Are we not all equal? Aren't we all made to harmonize on this planet?
... To partner with Mormon Church Humanitarian in SLC. To request and be granted thousands of boxes of Deseret food and then coordinate the dispersion of those boxes to hundreds of families who need the lift. No questions asked even though I had hard data to prove the need. Trust and liberal giving. So uncharacteristic of too many I've shared chapel pews with. Didn't even tell them I'm on their records as of 1987. No special interest and expectation just because I'm affiliated. They're sheer humanitarians.
... To partner with Naomi and Natalia who are so in tune with the true intentions of the late Cesar Chavez, they blow the UFW even more out of the water than they already are. To give them a voice. To watch them finally turn the heads, interests, politics and financial resources of people in power.
... To spend time with nuns and their service agency in the heart of the community only known to laborers. To build trust. To take their literacy, cooking and nutrition classes, free Tuesday clinic client records penciled on lined paper and introduce information management. They're better than all the other inefficient, soul-less and resource hogging nonprofits in their field. We'll turn this data into information. We'll turn this information into proof. We'll turn this proof into grant money. We'll turn this grant money into empowered people. We'll play this game and you keep your lined paper and pencil because that works too.
... To learn what it's like to work in a jungle. Who cares about lions and tigers and bears? We'll all lie down together someday anyway.

There is possibility and opportunity in any situation no matter how little or how much you have. Life is for the taking. There's so much to do. Destiny is not a matter of chance, it is a matter of choice. So saith William Jennings Bryan. Also, me.