The idea for this website for and about amazing women was born years ago, and I’ve been doing my best to make it happen for a long time. That’s OK, it’s how it’s meant to be.
I still face countless obstacles – it seems every time I turn around there’s some new hurdle to overcome. But amazingwomerock.com is my joy, my passion, and my purpose. I will never give up. I have faith that this is what I’m meant to do, it’s my small part in making positive change.
The technical, financial and operational blocks are challenging. But none of them, no matter how difficult, is harder than getting women to believe that their stories are worth sharing.
Almost without exception, every woman I talk to feels she is not special enough, not accomplished enough, or not deserving enough to share her story. Nothing could be further from the truth.
The irony is that each of us, regardless of how simple we believe our lives are, impacts the world around us in powerful, though possibly unknown, ways.
Educator and writer Leo Buscaglia put it like this:
The majority of us lead quiet, unheralded lives as we pass through this world. There will most likely be no tickertape parades for us, no monuments created in our honor.
But that does not lessen our possible impact.
For there are scores of people waiting for someone just like us to come along: people who will appreciate our compassion, our encouragement, who will need our unique talents. Someone who will live a happier life merely because we took the time to share what we had to give.
Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.
It’s overwhelming to consider the continuous opportunities there are to make our love felt.
Do you remember being deeply affected by someone else’s kind word or story? Perhaps they had no idea the impact their words had on you.
I wonder who is waiting for you to come along? Who would be inspired by what you think is “ordinary”? Who is waiting for your story to be told?
Food for thought…