The end is the beginning.
This is what life has taught me thus far.
Last November, I had the honor of speaking at TEDxTempe.
A month prior to the talk, I was asked to present my 'idea worth spreading' in a phone interview. I did not know what my idea would be until two hours beforehand, when inspiration hit as I was eating frozen yogurt with my daughters.
My youngest daughter climbed up on a low brick wall, arms extended like wings, balancing one tiny foot in front of the other, singing:
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.
All the king's horses and all the king's men,
Couldn't put Humpty Dumpty together again.
And there, in this nursery rhyme rested my story: I am Humpty Dumpty.
The great fall was the beginning of my journey, my evolution of self. The story was just beginning as the king's men gave up.
What happened after Humpty was left broken, unfixable and damaged?
I've added some lines to Mother Goose's masterpiece:
Humpty cried, Humpty screamed.
Humpty wallowed, and then Humpty dreamed.
Humpty discovered what only Humpty could see --
Now, he could be anything he desired to be.
What is 'my idea worth spreading'?
Fall into fear.
Because, the fall is the best part -- it is how we shatter into truth. All we have to do is jump into the realization -- we are not our shells.