Discovering My Life Beyond The Wall
Since returning home, I’ve begun to forgive myself for what felt like a defect in my ability to do good. If we lack the capacity to critically self-reflect on our underlying purpose or the underlying beliefs that fuel our sense of altruism, we run the risk of imposing what we think is good without consciously understanding why. This is not an insight that has come easily to me, but one that I work to remain vigilant of.
I’ve also realized that even though our approach is unrelated, Habitat and I are in the business of (re)building lives – we simply offer support through different systems. One is not any more worthwhile an endeavor than the other, both supports may be needed by any one individual.
And so it was that I discovered that the answer to what is mine to do existed well beyond The Wall.
“What is mine to do?” One word, “Teach.” With the possible exception of hospice volunteering, nothing yet surpasses the sense of purpose my life holds as it does when I am teaching. Over the summer I had spent a month with an urban high school class of newcomers (recently resettled to Kansas City from refugee camps around the world). I fell in love with those students. At this point in my life, I can’t think of anything else I want to spend my time doing. Little compares in its ability to increase the self-efficacy and empowerment of another person to the extent that facilitating someone’s learning does.
The Global Village trip to Bulgaria was not my first service-travel experience abroad nor in the U.S., but it will absolutely remain unforgettable for many reasons. Not the least of which is what I experienced at The Wall. But scaling The Wall has led me back to something I love and something that gives my life its sense of purpose. For that I am deeply indebted to First National Bank.
This concludes part 4 of a 5 part series of On Bulgaria: Life Beyond The Wall. Read what happens next in the Afterward.
Thanks for reading!