Let’s get one thing straight: a horse isn’t climbing a tree anytime soon. Not today, not tomorrow, not even if you bribe it with organic apples and serenade it with Taylor Swift’s latest album. A horse is built to gallop across fields, not swing from branches like a lemur. And yet we do love to expect the improbable.
We walk around frustrated, shaking our heads, because someone isn’t doing something that was never in their wheelhouse to begin with. I saw a post recently on LinkedIn that hit home: not all activists, changemakers, or passionate souls have to champion the same issue. There’s room for everyone at the table. And maybe even some standing room by the snack bar.
Here’s the thing: we’re all wired differently. You wouldn’t expect a violinist to nail a tuba solo, so why expect someone whose gift is building community to also decode complex economic policy before lunch? Or better yet, why expect your emotionally intuitive friend to suddenly be a logistics guru? That’s not their jam. They’re too busy sensing your vibe shift from across the room.
In the world of talent and purpose, the key is not to force horses into treetops but to let each creature run, fly, climb, or swim in their element. You don’t need 100 people screaming about the same thing in the same way. You need 100 people each lending their unique voice to the symphony of change. One might paint murals. One might testify in front of Congress. One might quietly comfort someone who needs it most. All of them? Essential.
So the next time you’re about to shake your head because someone isn’t meeting your expectations ask yourself: am I asking this horse to climb a tree?
Better yet, let the tree climbers climb, the gallopers gallop, and the thinkers think. There’s enough room in this world for all of us to do our thing.
Even if your thing is blogging about horses on a random Thursday.
Categories: identity, Leadership, mental health, Psychology, society, work, workplace
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iNDeeD Dear Miriam
All ‘Forrest Gump Moments’
Are not the Same And True it Would
Practically Be A ‘Supernatural One” if
A ‘Horse Could Climb A Tree’ Although
It’s True ‘They’ as ‘Omen’ Called me ‘Bird Legs’
In Middle School And Eventually Leg Pressing
1540 Pounds 12 Reps Just Warming Up at the
Beginning of a 3 Hour Work-Out at the Military
Gym Like the One Last Night Not Finishing till After
Midnight Brings Enough Strength to Float in Balance
Of Flow In Moving Meditation Dance on Terrestrial Smooth
Dance Floors
Almost Like
Sam Walton
Built Those
Dance Floors for
me to Use in Almost
Any City i Might Travel Next Hehe
It’s True Why Make Any Effort at all
in Life If We Don’t Have the Ability
To Bring a Smile to Another
Human Being With the
Human Efforts We
Make in Life
Anyway i Love to See
The Forrest Gump Moments
Others Share Free Like Yesterday
Afternoon at ‘Wendys’ Wow Two
Baconator Burgers for 6 Bucks
Including Double Meat and
Cheese And A Free
Senior Citizen
Drink Less
Than the Cost
of a Tip at a
Full Service
Gas Station Restaurant
Anyway my Wife pointed Out to me
“Aww the Little Girl over there at that
Table Is Wearing Braces on Her Legs”
With ‘Pity’
Yet The Forrest Gump Moment was
Yet to Come as She Struggled to Get
Up and in Full Body Movements of Joy in the
Place She Lifted Herself Up to Stand Became
Yes the Joyous
Dance of A Human
That Otherwise Might
Not Be Experienced If
She Had A Functional
Disability of a Smart Phone in
Her Hand
Indeed She
Still Heard
The MuSiC of LiFE
Yes Joy and Moved
Accordingly for What
Free Spirits With Wings
Will Do No Matter What
Functional Disability May Come Next
There are Many Forrest Gump Moments
In Life and it Surely Isn’t Necessary For
A Horse to Climb a Tree Or To Celebrate
11 MiLLioN Words in 8 Years of a “Facebook
Profile Pic Bible” Where Series of 18 Facebook
Profile Pics Fully Illustrate 8 Thousand or So Word
Mini Poetic Stories Sort of Like What i am Dancing
Singing Here Now
WHere ‘Those
Braces’ of Not
Being Able to
Speak until Age
4 on the Autism
Spectrum Would
Not Hold me Back
From Yes Eventually
Singing Free ThiS WaY
Anyway This Life is also
About Mastering the Tools
And Not Becoming Mastered
or Replaced By Them Where the
Technology Slave of Facebook Just
Provides Free ‘Cloud Space’ For Anywhere
From 16 to 24 MiLLioN Words Annually for me
And Around 1600 to 2400 Profile Pics as Well
Just for
the Real
HeLLuVA iT
as i reach the
Official Senior
Citizen Omen for
A Golden Age at
65 on June 6th
And Just to Think
The Fundamentalist
Cashiers back at Walmart
in my 40’s Still Carding me For
A Beer Seeing 6.6.60 on my Driver’s
License Were
So Sure That
‘Omen’ Made me
‘A Devil Incarnate’
Yet It’s True i Went
to Hell for 66 Months
Before the Last 142 Months of Heaven
So Many Cocoons So Many Caterpillars
So Many Butterfly Wings Still to Come
in “Golden Age
Omens With SMiLes”
As i Danced And Sang
All of this Just For the
Title of What i’ll Start Dancing
Yes Singing Free New Tomorrow
Other than that Thanks Again For the
Inspiration of Your Daily Eclectic MuSings…
Hmm So Often They Seem to Fit in Seamlessly
As Forrest
F Gump
Moments
Often Do
With SMiLes For Real..:)
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