It was very obvious that I wanted to help Wendy Lozano and Cool Kidz Cuts. I wrote about how you could make a difference and I tweeted the message constantly because I knew that it was a worthy cause. It was very easy to help. All that was required was a few clicks to vote. It also didn’t take that many votes…just 250.
With ALL the people that follow and read my blog, I thought that Wendy would have all the votes in one day! Seriously! I mean, think about it. I have a blog, community, Facebook pages and over 26,000 Twitter followers. So I figured I would write a post and tweet it throughout the day and the votes would come pouring in like rain during a tsunami.
Umm…that didn’t happen. I’m still somewhat baffled at why people didn’t just click, but that isn’t what I want to discuss in this post. What I do want to tell you isn’t something that is very obvious and I will tell you about how Wendy got votes.
Would you believe that I stood naked on the corner of a busy intersection holding my laptop open so that everyone would feel compelled to stop and vote?
Yeah, I didn’t think you would believe it. That’s not how she got votes. I think that would have actually made people take their votes back!
Called To Action
In order to get votes for Wendy, it was necessary to get the word out about the program. So this is how people heard about Wendy Lozano and Cool Kidz Cuts:
- I blogged about it.
- I tweeted about it.
- I told my community about it.
- I posted all about it on my Facebook pages.
- I sent emails to people asking for their votes.
- Wendy asked her clients to vote for her.
- Wendy’s mother and Joan went to malls, stores and restaurants telling people about the grant and asked them to vote.
Wendy got the votes she needed for the first step of the entry.
The next step was the written answers to the questions on the entry form. The answers were read by many people to ensure that the grammar, spelling and thoughts were delivered in a professional, interesting, enthusiastic and compelling manner. Tonight Wendy will send her completed entry into Mission: Small Business. We will all give a sigh of relief and then the waiting will start.
It is our hope that Wendy will be one of the twelve people that receive the grant money.
When Wendy heard about this contest, she didn’t think that she stood a chance at ever getting enough votes to qualify. She talked to her mother. You know how mothers are…they think their children can do anything. So in a turn of events, Wendy’s mother talked to Joan who then included me in the circle. Believe it or not, I’m the one that said, “Sure! We can get 250 votes for Wendy!” Yeah, Miss PTSD who can’t keep one thought in her head long enough to truly examine it properly, still believes that anything is possible if you put enough elbow grease in it.
Obviously, I was right. I just wanted to say that for the record. I love being right.
Anyway, Wendy didn’t do this alone. Wendy’s mother or Joan didn’t do it alone. I didn’t make it happen all by myself. It was a group effort – 3 women in California and 1 woman 3,000 miles away in Virginia rallied together to ask the world to help.
We had a goal.
We knew the reward.
We had the desire.
We had the motivation.
We had the power. The unity of purpose.
Sometimes the power can be seen like my blog posts and tweets. Other things, like the prayer I prayed for strength to write a coherent post and to stay upbeat even though my own life feels like it is crumbling around me, are unseen. In between there was Wendy’s mom and Joan’s aching bodies from spending all day valiantly telling people about Wendy’s goal.
Power. Energy. Unselfishness. Strength. Purpose.
The power of many can accomplish anything.
The power of one makes the power of many even stronger.
I just want to take this opportunity to thank you if you voted for Wendy. If not, it still isn’t too late. Just thought I would throw that in and give you one more chance to add your strength to a whirlwind of belief that became reality.
The power of others can motivate us to do good or evil. It is real and at times almost tangible.
Power…It allows firemen to run into burning buildings and save people.
Power…It allows police officers to take a bullet in order to save someone else’s life.
Power…It gives a teacher the motivation to teach a child to learn to read.
Power…It is the force within a mother when she encourages her child to try something new.
The power of our soul.
It’s quiet, but always there…waiting for us to grasp hold and put it into action.
What will finally coax you into unleashing your power and obtain your full potential?