As students explored who they are and what they wanted to be, I too was approaching a self break-through. Recognizing the shared pain of some of my students, I had to address personal issues that were becoming detrimental. Much like my name, my anger manifests as a storm and, with the love from my fellow facilitators, I was finally able to erupt. I am a never-ending work in progress that’s equally frustrated and hopeful with society…and that is acceptable, as long as I set daily intention to be and do better. Initially embarrassed, this safe space was instrumental in my development, as even in a very dark moment I felt empowered. I realized I am no less powerful for publicly sharing pieces of my story that aren’t alluring.
Despite being complex individuals with varying life experiences, magic manifested that week. As a result, my Day Seven is an evident reminder of how privileged I am. I am nothing but fortunate to have the ability to utilize all of my power and be surrounded by leaders who radiate possibility. I’m thankful to possess core values—adventure, autonomy, community, equity, learning and opportunity—that are a non-negotiable foundation in my life. When moments are exhausting I’m greeted with so much love, inspiration, and laughter from all of my mailbox notes. Additionally, I open social media, email, and group messages daily with a warm heart as I observe graduates cultivating their visions, conquering undergraduate and the world. I’m honored to unapologetically fight for and with all of the individuals that have been a part of my Institute experiences. My Day Seven is universal so long as I choose to seek and seize it. Most importantly, this journey is mine for the taking: “from trepidation to activation through contemplation and realization, D-DUBS showing the world some love”…so I’ll take it by storm.