Well, a couple of weeks ago, she really nailed it when she wrote about the importance of figuring out the things that break our hearts, and how that can lead us to our life’s purpose. It sure did resonate with me, because I’ve been thinking about that an awful lot lately. My purpose, that is.
It didn’t take long for me to realize that for me, it’s injustice.
Whether it’s against humans, animals or the environment. Whether it’s physical, emotional, sexual, financial, political or religious. Whether it’s people treating each other unfairly and unjustly or companies and institutions treating their employees, students or citizens badly.
And the thing is, it doesn’t just break my heart. It really pisses me off. It makes my blood boil.
Then I remembered a time when, during George Bush’s presidency, frustrated and angered by something he’d done, I sent him an email with the subject line, “shame on you.” That’s when a friend of mine started calling me Fransi Vigilante. (And yes, in case you’re wondering, I’ve been extremely busy tweeting in response to the current administration’s words and actions.)
In truth though, that wasn’t the beginning of my “calling bullshit” or standing up for what I thought was right or wrong — on my own behalf and for others. At one ad agency I worked for they called me “the conscience of the agency.” And even as a child I was a self-appointed, outspoken advocate for those who needed it .
So I guess shit disturbing is in my blood.
All that said, I’m thinking that is my purpose. It is why I’m here.
This isn’t the first time I’ve come to this conclusion. It’s happened many times before. And for a long time I was convinced that a whistle-blower type column in a newspaper was the way to go. Easier said than done, as it happens. While I still think it’s a good idea, newspapers and magazines are not exactly looking to hire, especially former ad agency creative directors.
My blog is definitely a forum where I can speak out, and I do so all the time. But the problem is, it doesn’t reach the audience who can actually do something about the issues and injustices I write and care about.
Not that I’m giving up. I know in my bones that there is a way — however small it is — for me to speak up, speak out and help make this world a better place.
Any and all suggestions and ideas are welcome.