Sometimes, when I look at a blank piece of paper, I start to wonder why I feel obligated to write on its pages. Why is it necessary for me to take notes? Why do I need to take the time to have little words remind me of what I need to do? Are these things important?
The obligation - is it to myself? Is it to others? What motivated me to search for a job to be a hall director? Was it my passion for leadership, or rather the fact that I wanted to take my unique skill set into a position that most people told me I could never do?
As you can tell, my life has been full of questions since the last time I blogged (which was far too long ago, truth be told).
A blank piece of paper holds its charm and promise because it can be filled with any information one deems necessary, with any type of handwriting. Anyone can take a blank piece of paper and give it a purpose. A sheet of paper can also be adapted to different shapes, complexities, in order to fit the needs of the moment. Sometimes you need a paper airplane so your thoughts can soar. Other times, you need a ball so you can hurl your ideas for quick impact. Origami gives an individual multiple options beyond those listed above.
A blank notebook also bugs me. I feel obligated to write on its pages, to give the notebook purpose. The little words to remind me of the giant tasks add up, and each week, I take the time to write out a new to-dominate list in my yellow notebook. These things vary in their level of importance, as well as where I place them on the list. Some are for class, some for my job, and others are for myself. I try to dedicate at least a quarter of each page to items I believe will help me calm down, feel more centered, or simply gives me the opportunity to have some solo time.
Not all of these things are important to me. Some of them are important to others. Some are items that I feel obligated to do, or am obligated to do because it is a condition of a contract. Others are added to the list because I try to also recognize others and show that I value their presence in my life.
Speaking of contractual obligations...the one question I have been asked over and over: Why did you want to become a hall director considering that you have never been a Resident Assistant?
Why not? With the unique experiences that I have pushed myself to aspire to, attain, and then leave a legacy completing, I have never told myself that I am not capable and that I do not possess the skills necessary in order to be successful. While that may be the logical path that most take, that does not mean it is the right developmental path for everyone. I believe I bring a very different perspective to the table as a result of my past experiences.
I always will have a passion for leadership. I push myself to do more, be more, and seek more from others who are part of my life. The position you hold does not matter. What matters is that you care, and you help others to find their niche where they too can make a difference in order to continue to change their world into a better place.
