This post comes by way of TimTv via the Brains on Fire blog (www.brainsonfire.com/blog). I heard Tim speak at Tedx Greenville and had the honor of meeting him. He is an inspiration and someone who most of us can learn a thing or two from. I hope that you have the pleasure of encountering Tim in Greenville and experiencing his magic. – Melissa Thomas, Clemson SBDC
Like most people, I think, my life contains moments of carefree joy as well as burdened turmoil. Most of the contents fall somewhere in between. Certain days, I feel like a kite who has learned to fly without a string. And then there are others whose side effects list like an advert for Paxil or Zoloft (or Celexa, or Prozac, or Lexapro…).
On this particular day, my head was heavy with a furrowed brow as the horse and plough burrowed surly through the field of my brain. I was tying and untying mental knots, but while wearing mittens. And riding a bicycle. In the rain. You know those kind of days.
I was walking from the car to the grocery store, staring glazed at the ground, lost in some inward spiral, when an older man walked by coming out to his car. As he passed, he said four words.
“Head up, my Brother.”
It was as if someone tossed a grenade into the Trojan Horse of my problems. Just four gentle words were the exact breeze necessary to blow away the clouds which were blocking my world from the sun. For the rest of the day, that little philosophy worked its way through every program in my system, attempting to repair the virus which had taken over.
That was two months ago. An anonymous stranger in a Bloom parking lot, willing to reach out to a blue-haired weirdo. A drop of water in the ocean, maybe, but for me, it was the one that turned the tide.
“Never bend your head. Always hold it high. Look the world straight in the face.”
~ Helen Keller, speaking to a five-year-old blind child
Tim of the Upright Walkers