If I am being transparent, and I usually am, choosing my
final elective was considerably difficult. I wanted to take a MSLD titled
course versus another College of Business course because I like the design and
the focus of the content. I was drawn to the fact that there would also be a
mixture of writing styles in the assignments. A major deterrent was doing the
Service Learning Project. Even as someone who loves academics and learning it
was sort of a hard sell to think that I would have almost as many assignments
as I would in a core course (which there are ten out of twelve core courses for
this program) and do volunteer hours on
top of that.
The lazy person inside me that juggles a full-time job and
full-time school clinched up like someone would when jumping into a pool filled
with ice water. I simply had an aversion to this idea, yet I kept circling it
as an option much like vultures do. Granted it was also a hard-sell for some of
my school mates, too. I almost had my school bestie ready to take it with me
but at the last minute she jumped ship. Ultimately I decided that I really
should stop being a weenie and woman up.
I have to say that I am incredibly glad that I did. Being the
strategy girl that I am I decided that if I am doing this I have to hit the
ground running. As soon as the class started and I read the service project requirements and then I got busy and found that place I wanted to volunteer and a contact. Living in
an arts community and feeling like a living representation of the arts I
decided that was what I was drawn to and what I should be spending my time and
service on. Out of the many options I landed on Atlantic Center for the Arts in
New Smyrna Beach, Florida, a non-profit organization.
I have said it many times but I still cannot believe that I
had never been there and did not know basically anything about it. My community
is not that big! So when I pulled up the sandy driveway I was not sure what I would
be walking into or what to expect. My breath was taken away. Every detail made it a truly elegant place,
one worth of being a work of art itself. I got really excited to look around
and start learning about who they are and what they do.
I kept a keen eye on every person trying to soak in aspects
for my project. Learning leadership and theory from a book and writing about it
while drawing from memory of personal experiences is one thing, but observing
it in real life is another. After ten other classes it was not usually
difficult to do the former. I felt like a leadership detective on a case. When
I am at work I am immersed in the environment and being part of it and feel the
effects of management decisions and the culture helps one understand the things
that are present and a felt sense of what is missing. It is much harder to go
to an unfamiliar place with new people and try to feel out what their organizational
atmosphere is like, especially during an event. That in itself was worth its
weight in gold.
If you want to be a true master of something you need to do
and experience everything you can. The growing and learning never stops and
this service project added to my expertise. It also felt like a debutant ball
of sorts, too. I was revealing myself to my community in a leadership learning capacity
and it was my coming out. It is like playing dress up and trying everything on for size
as I "test drove" my soon to be new degree. But I want it to be more than a
vanity prop because I want to do things, lots of things. I want to make a
difference.
I cannot say enough good (and true) things about the ACA. It
is a first-class organization. Even doing the research about the origins gave
me a pool of information deeper than I could have dreamed of and the hours I
spent volunteering gave me a direction in which to start.
And once more I must say how absolutely bananas I am about the bee apiary that is on the property! About ten years ago I read “The Secret Life of Bees” and I gained and awareness and understanding of bees. As those years passed my intrigue and respect have grown. Maybe it is because human survival is closely tied to the ecosystem and bees are a huge part of that. Maybe it is because I romanticize all things bee. It was just one more thing that captured my heart and my respect for the ACA.
And once more I must say how absolutely bananas I am about the bee apiary that is on the property! About ten years ago I read “The Secret Life of Bees” and I gained and awareness and understanding of bees. As those years passed my intrigue and respect have grown. Maybe it is because human survival is closely tied to the ecosystem and bees are a huge part of that. Maybe it is because I romanticize all things bee. It was just one more thing that captured my heart and my respect for the ACA.
When I finished high school dance, cheerleading, gymnastics,
and all the other art related activities were kind of over. Some are able to
extend that into college and even less transfer that into their adult lives.
When I moved to Mississippi for college I lost all of my connection to those
worlds and I never reestablished them in my new environment. That is something that
makes me feel loss. Once I came back home in my adult years I have danced in
community theater productions and even was asked to choreograph a musical
(which is like the hugest honor to me).
I still feel rusty though when it comes to that part of me.
Seeing the ACA it makes me feel hope that I could have these things again
throughout my lifetime. I dreamed of being a dance or gymnastics coach when I
was in middle school. Now I dream of writing a novel or eight. I keep notes,
scribbles, ideas so that once I am ready I have a place to start. It feels like
there is a fire that has been rekindled and I am incredibly joyful for it.
Usually things are what we make of them. I could have
complained my way through this project and took it at face value. I could have
even chosen differently. I feel like with taking this class I answered a door
of opportunity and fate did the rest. These good things found me again.
Something in leadership that is easy for people to overlook are our own personal
passions and finding sources of inspiration. When that well is dry it impacts
what we do and our relationships with others, as well as the world around us.
With the culmination of all of this insight and knowledge I
head into my final course in January. I feel full from this specific experience
and have a happy heart thanks to the arts and bees.
In dedication: A very special thank you to the Atlantic
Center for the Arts.