In the United States, it seems like we love superstars. We love the one quarterback who carries the team. We may not love the Mariners, but we root for Ichiro because we know the name.
That puts a lot of pressure on the shoulders of each person. It doesn’t count if you aren’t the superstar. Team sports are team sports. When I was growing up, kids were encouraged to play on a team sport because it taught them about life. Life, in other words, was a team sport. Now we’re a superstar sport. Now we are a singles game, or so we think.
Wisconsin shows us differently. Had one person, no matter how famous, stood up to argue with Walker nothing would ever have happened. Instead a few students walked out. Then a few more. Then some adults and teachers and other union works. Then people came from around the state and out of state. Then the farmers came in their tractorcade. There were 100,000 people in Madison this past weekend. It’s the largest union rally ever. There was no media. There were just a lot of people out in the cold standing there because they believed in something. They believed in the collective.
No single person is an island. Everyone has influences from everyone else. Sometimes it doesn’t matter that you aren’t a superstar. Sometimes you just do what you know is right. Sometimes others will notice. Sometimes it sets an example. Sometimes someone says thank you. It’s not about doing everything. It’s about doing what feels right–in your health and in your life. It may mean doing nothing. It may mean getting out of bed. It may mean pushing yourself to the edge of your endurance. Listen to that voice and if it is right, help will show up.