So, a little bit about myself, let’s see where your leadership style is compared to mine. Recently I went on my daughter’s Washington DC trip for school. I had a wonderful time! The older I get, the more I appreciate the people who have taken a risk to change our country. The whole city is built on it. There was a few that stood out for me , FDR and MLK. When I was walking through the monuments and read the words that they had written, I was so moved… and not to compare myself to them at all, but at that moment I thought I am a writer too. Even though I had not started yet but I knew I had to. I have been working on trying to bring life into Integrity for nine years now, even though I’ve failed over and over again. I knew I had to keep going and I had to continue to tell my story and maybe…just maybe someone would hear the idea this way and help me.
During the trip we went through the Holocaust Museum , the Korean War Memorial, the Vietnam War Memorial, the 911 Memorial and more. I saw suffering after suffering which just confirmed my need to help the humans. There are those who are on the planet to help the animals and unborn children, but I’m here to help all of the humans. I can detect with my sixth sense when there are other people who are on the planet who trying to help the humans also. I am looking for the leaders in our field who really are trying to make a difference not just to make money or be famous.
My husband sums up leadership as either sheep or watch dogs. He was in the military and they consider themselves watchdogs. I guess I consider myself a scout bloodhound looking and sniffing around trying to find the answers. And when I find the way, I lead others through it. He says my leadership style is “Lead, Follow, or get out of her way”. What do you think after hearing the rest of my story?
So back to my DC trip, on the way back we had to take a tram or an enclosed car to get our airplane that was in a faraway hanger. The car was full of people and it was unseasonably warm in Washington DC. So we all had our luggage on our back’s and we had our coats layered up for what would probably be a 10 minute journey. They happen to leave the doors open, but we were still crammed into this car and there was no air conditioning. There seem to be some type of delay because we sat there getting warmer and more uncomfortable waiting for 10 15 or 20 minutes. But we are all patient pleasant passengers, we knew this was part of the drill, anyone who travels knows that there’s some level of discomfort along the way. However, the doors were still open and it was manageable.
Then the driver finally showed up close the doors drove two feet and got out to assist some other workers on a different plane. Now it was sweltering hot in this crammed car! There were windows all around so we could see the workers right outside. It got warmer and warmer, like sweat dripping down your neck and between your breasts …hot. There are times when you decide to sweat, like during a spinning class, and there are other times that you avoid it at all costs. This was one of those times. I believe the workers thought there was air conditioning in the car so they were taking their sweet time at the other plane.
So now what would you do? Would you wait patiently as a good passenger, the good citizen that you are, until they came back and transported us literally 30 feet? Well I did that too for about five minutes. I was in the middle of the pack and my teenage daughter, who is starting to whine and rub her sweat from her for head onto my shoulder, was trying to tolerate it. I could see the workers in the window, but I couldn’t reach the window. So I said out loud “can you please just knock on the window and tell them that we need the air on? “ The people who are by the window turned around and looked at me… in a way that said “can we do that?”. Now, I assure you, I said it nicely and not in a way that they were thinking “oh my gosh you’re just a bossy bitch”. No one did knock on the window or spoke up like I did. We finally moved our 30 feet and everyone got out safely. Should I have pressed the issue? What I did do, is say something to the driver when we finally arrived at the plane, explaining on everyone’s behalf, that there was no air on and we were all extremely uncomfortable.
So there’s this point where I wait for someone to lead, and I have no problem following a good leader, and fact I’m a great supporter. But if no one leads, I’m the person who will stand up and said let’s go! Now what I’m not, is someone who will turn into the raging bitch or push my way through the crowd and bang on the window. What kind of leader does that make me?