Please see me and not my wheelchair

Please see me and not my wheelchair
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When I was a child, I felt invisible. To this day its one of my greatest fears.

But I found a solution in a quote from Steve Martin, who when asked what advice he’d give to someone who wants to be successful replied, “Be so good they can’t ignore you.”

In whatever field you endeavor, if you want to be noticed you have to be so outstanding that others can’t help BUT notice you. That’s something that drives me to become better each day, especially when it comes to being a better person.

Yesterday I posted a few graphics on Facebook I wanted feedback on. They were designed by my friend Shawna Barnes who is also disabled and a gifted artist. We loved the graphics (which included me in my wheelchair) and I allowed my ego to get too invested before the feedback started coming in.

I read a few comments which “I INTERPRETED” as criticism.

Comments like, “A wheelchair doesn’t convey resilience” and “Do you want people to see you or the wheelchair”?

The subsequent conversation between my ears led to feelings of hurt, sadness, and anger.

I responded to them with what I’d heard and they graciously clarified their statements. They didn’t mean it as I’d interpreted it.

They expressed concern there was insufficient information on the graphics to explain what I do and it could leave a consumer mind prone to stereotyping to miss the message.

An excellent point, but my audience is the folks who live in a wheelchair and know someone who does and gets it all ready.

The point is, I reacted to what I HEARD and not to what was MEANT! But there’s more. It was late at night, I was tired and had a lot of pain in my legs. Why? Because I’d been walking a lot that day instead of using my wheelchair.

When you feel like crap your ability to be resilient can take a hit.

I usually let statements like these roll off my back, immediately clarify and move forward. Now that things were clear and I was feeling calmer I reflected on why I’d become so upset.

Coupled with the fear I was being judged for being in a wheelchair with the pain from a day declining to use my wheelchair led me to a very honest conclusion.

The issue wasn’t how they saw me in a wheelchair, it was how I see myself in a wheelchair. The truth is I’m frightened about what my future will look like because of all the uncertainties. I still resist using the wheelchair in favor of a cane and I pay for it.

This is a problem of my own ego, my own level of acceptance and not about how others see me.

There’s a continuum of acceptance and I’m much further along than I was, with a lot of room to grow.

This acceptance is critical, more than convincing those who stereotype why they MUST see me and not the chair.

I need to be able (easier said than done) to look at that person and see that person. To make sure they don’t feel invisible. You can’t wait for other people to change. But you can create an experience for them so powerful, so good they can’t ignore you.

Maya Angelou said, "I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.”

If you don’t want them to see the chair, give them an experience that leaves them feeling good about themselves. Where they remember you as a great listener, a kind person who cared for them.

When they see who you are and feel how you see them, the differences can disappear.

Find a way, deep within yourself, to show up so present, compassionate and focused that the experience you give someone else is exceptional. Then they can see you for your humanity.

Wouldn’t it be great if you could model a way of being that becomes the new stereotype for people in wheelchairs? Don’t sell yourself short.

I remember an episode of Different Strokes in which Arnold had a friend in a wheelchair over. At one point he started up the stairs saying, “Come on I want to show you something.” He caught himself and went back to his friend apologetically saying, “I’m sorry, I forgot you were in a wheelchair.”

“Arnold, that's one of the nicest things anyone has ever said to me.” That’s the point.

Remember that ideas like this, healing like this, discovering like this are things we do every single day in my group coaching program, http://ResilienceWarriors.solutions

Join us, so your life can change too.

Thanks for being you,

Brian

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