Tuesday, June 4, 2013

How Inspiration Finds You When You Least Expect It

"I'm as mad as Hell, and I’m not going to take this anymore!” – Howard Beale (played by Peter Finch) from the 1976 film Network

"Progress is a nice word. But change is its motivator. And change has its enemies." – Robert Kennedy


There are times when I become resentful of the Internet in general and social media in particular. So much information is at our fingertips and it comes across our desktops at lightning speed. Most of it is good information and, at least for me, generally serves as a call to action. 

The “opportunity” for the activist blogger is sorting through it all and fact checking for accuracy. It can become “information overload” on steroids, especially when trying to balance personal life and the proverbial “day job” simultaneously. Periodic episodes of writer's block don't help much, either.

If you’ve read my blog before you know I always start out with a quote and you may find it curious why I chose two, and specifically these two, for this edition.

The first one expresses my feelings at the moment, and the second, a timeless quote from Robert Kennedy, recently made its way across my desk.


Both quotes felt appropriate, as the last several weeks have certainly seen both progress and change in the United States. We’ve also seen our fair share of enemies of progress and change rearing their ugly and hateful heads.

On May 14th Governor Mark Dayton of Minnesota signed marriage equality into law in that state. Then on May 18th President Francois Hollande of France signed marriage equality into law in that country. And by now everyone is aware that the Boy Scouts of America made a controversial decision – the right decision – to admit openly gay members into their ranks.

Of course the Boy Scouts’ decision – voted in through the democratic process, in true American fashion – resulted in backlash from the far right, including religious organizations expelling scout troops from their premises and a spokesman for the ironically named “American Family Association” – a known hate group – giving the Boy Scouts a new name (which I don’t care to repeat here or ever hear again, for that matter).

Last Friday a marriage equality bill failed to come up for a vote in the state house in Illinois, although the state senate has already approved it and the governor has promised to sign it once it clears the state house of representatives. So marriage equality in that state is now on hold until the fall.

During the course of the last several weeks I also ran across at least a dozen sad and tragic stories about LGBT youth including that of a young lesbian, sick and tired of being bullied, who threw herself into the path of an oncoming subway train, presumably to get it over and done with, and a young gay man who attempted suicide in front of his class by shooting himself.

Once again I was reminded of some of my own experiences being bullied and thanking whatever God is out there that I never went that route myself.

But what really set me off last week, making me “as mad as hell”, was a post from an 11 year old from Tennessee that reminded me about that state’s infamous “Don’t Say Gay” bill that I’d all but forgotten about. Here’s the link to his story:


And here’s a link with more information about Rep. Ragan, referenced in the above article:


Sounds like a delightful fellow, doesn't he?

I did further research and ran across another name, Tennessee state senator Stacey Campfield, sponsor of a “new and improved” Senate version of the bill, now called “The Classroom Protection Act.”

The entire bill is available to read online:


It seems that Sen. Campfield has a blog as well. He calls himself “Just an average guy....With a real cool job.” Yikes.

Here are a couple of his more “intelligent” blog posts that went up during his recent visit to Azerbaijan (a trip which I’m still not sure a state level politician had any business being on, but that’s another story):

“Lets see, now even pro homosexual scientists are saying its not genetic, that its more likely a learned trait and people are changing away from homosexuality and bisexuality as they grow up and shifting to monogamous heterosexuality. In fact they say there are more former homosexuals and bisexuals than there are current homosexuals and bisexuals.”

“What do Muslims, who aren't supposed to eat from sun rise to sun set during Ramadan, do in Alaska?”

His bad punctuation aside, is this really someone who needs to be in a position of power? Yikes again.

With as many as 40% of homeless youth identified as LGBT by a 2012 Williams Institute study, what’s particularly disturbing about this bill is the clause that requires teachers and counselors to “out” LGBT (and even potentially LGBT) students to their parents.

Additionally disconcerting from this study was how evident it was that family rejection contributed to this disproportionate number of homeless LGBT youth:


If the “Don’t Say Gay” bill actually passes there goes what was once a safe haven for youth – after all, you’re supposed to be able to discuss things in confidence with a school counselor, at least the way I remember it.

Recently George Takei posted the following on his Facebook page:

“Many on this page have commented that they are "sick" of people talking about gay issues, or simply "don't care" if someone is gay and would rather they would keep it to themselves. I find this disheartening. 

There may come a day when we need not come out of the closet, and need not remind others of the terrible violence, inequity, and ostracism that LGBT people face daily simply because of who we are and who we love. But that day is not here, and more importantly will never get here, unless people continue to step forward and offer themselves as examples, often at great personal cost. I am called "faggot," "degenerate," "queer" and "homo" by misguided people every day of my life, even on my own page, but this does not discourage me. It only reminds me of how far we have to go.

Once upon a time I was called a "Jap" and put into a prison for four years with my entire family, for no reason other than who we were and who we looked like. It is my life's mission to fight against the dark forces of fear and intolerance that could ever lead again to such an injustice.

Thank you for taking the time to listen. The next time you feel fatigue from hearing about LGBT issues, ask yourself this: Do we live yet in the kind of society where violence, hate and prejudice is not an issue? Until we do, be part of the solution, and stand always for justice and equality for all people.”

Well said, as usual, George.

Although I do consider myself a person of faith, I feel that religious beliefs and practices are an intensely personal and private matter determined by each individual and I’ve always believed in separation of church and state.

The United States of America is a secular nation where people are free to worship as they please, or not worship at all if they so choose. And any time any government tries to legislate morality nothing good can come of it.

Soon the US Supreme Court will announce their decisions on both California’s Proposition 8 and the federal Defense of Marriage Act. Depending on the outcome, these decisions could potentially invalidate all of the current discriminatory amendments in the various state constitutions, and all of which, at least the way I read it, are in blatant and direct violation of the Equal Protection Clause of the 14th Amendment.

“States Rights” aside, I’m pretty sure that the Equal Protection Clause trumps state sanctioned discrimination.

No one should have to put up with being bullied, and no one should be “outed” to their parents for what their sexual orientation might or might not be.

I’m one of the lucky ones. I shudder to think what might have happened to me had I been born into one particular branch of my own family that lives not too far from Marcel Neergaard – would I have become homeless? Would I be dead? 

As I said, I’m one of the lucky one. My parents eventually accepted me for who I am and for that I am grateful.

I urge you to sign Marcel’s petition, found on this link:


I know one thing for sure. I am sick and tired of being a second class citizen in the country of my birth, a country that most consider the land of opportunity, the land of the free, a land that I am glad to be associated with and proud to be a citizen of – most of the time.

I am hopeful I won’t have to be a second class citizen for much longer.

Thanks for reading and stay tuned, as official launch of “The Personal Stories Project” is getting closer every day.


And if you haven’t figured it out by now, I’m baaaaaack!

Monday, May 13, 2013

I've Received My Calling - Now What Do I Do With It?

“Your calling isn’t something that somebody can tell you about. It’s what you feel. It is the thing that gives you juice, the thing that you are supposed to do. And nobody can tell you what that is. You know it within yourself.” – Oprah Winfrey


I have admired Oprah from the time I first saw her in “The Color Purple” so I’m dedicating this post to her and sharing some of her material as it seems to apply directly to my particular situation.

If you read my blog post last week you’ll know that I recently became aware that I have a calling. Why it took me almost 49 years to figure it out is a mystery to me, and why I didn’t put all the pieces together even after receiving signs since at least 2003 is an even bigger mystery.

But I’m listening now, and I’m acting on it, so I guess that’s what’s important.

I recently ran across an article on oprah.com and realized that although my circumstances are a bit different than hers the basics are pretty much the same.

In her own words:

1. How does what you're doing make you feel? 
“When you're honoring your calling there's an undeniable sense of stimulation and exhilaration. It feels like you're giving and getting ‘juice’ from the experience. It just feels right.”


Last week after my post I felt more alive than I’ve felt in years. Many people are used to me posting random musings, funny pictures, and the occasional rant but I’ve never posted anything quite that personal before. I knew that once it was up and out there was no turning back – I was committed.

I feel great to be a part of something bigger than myself, more important than anything I have ever done. Some parts of it make me feel uncomfortable, but if I didn’t feel uncomfortable that in and of itself wouldn’t feel right. As Oprah said “it just feels right.”

2. Does it have a positive impact on others?
“Anything that makes you feel strong, connected, and aligned with your truth does the same when shared – whether it's making pie or choreographing a dance or counseling a friend. Nothing that really calls you is ever for you alone.”


One of the goals of our upcoming project is to make a positive impact, not only within the LGBT community but also outside of our community, educating people.

Although I’ve never considered myself a teacher in the most strict sense of the word I recently learned that I’ve touched many peoples’ lives that I didn’t necessarily know I’d made an impact on through my speaking and facilitating within my own industry. And that makes me feel good.

3. Does it turn up the volume and increase the vibration of your life? 
“Whenever you're engaged in the business of who you're meant to be you're more awake, alive, and ready to play a vital part in your world. When others see your light shining they'll be inspired to shine theirs, too.”


The above quote from Oprah says it all. By discovering who I’m supposed to be, what I’m supposed to do, I’ve apparently already inspired folks to share their own stories. And that, in turn, “turns up” my volume.

One of the many messages I received last week was from a former student I’d met only once when I was facilitating a forum within my own industry last October:

“Charles, I met you in October. When I heard you speak during your presentations I was in school. You were one of the only people I remembered from the entire conference. For some reason you have stayed in my mind.

Since I graduated I'm discovering that it's really hard to get your foot in the door so I'm trying to go on my own and I have to be honest, you're one of the reasons I even dared.

You did it and it showed me that it can be done. I've gotten two clients since I started doing my own thing and so far I've loved every second of it.

The reason I'm writing you now is because I just read your blog post and you are such an inspiring person. That post is so moving, it's amazing how much one person can inspire somebody, isn't it?
Thank you again for being my inspiration.”

“Wow” is all I can say to that.

Last week was a pretty powerful week for me. While I’m still not ready to reveal too much about our project, I can tell you things are moving at lightning speed.

We successfully recruited several high profile steering committee members last week and now have a plan in place. I am grateful for the amazing people from all areas of my life that have come forward and said they want to help – with our overall cause, with the formation of our non-profit, and especially people who want to share their stories.

Again, I ask you to stay tuned, as the best is yet to come.

Best Wishes, Charles


Monday, May 6, 2013

How I Became an "Accidental Activist"


“It has been said that sharing personal stories is one of the most effective ways to change people's hearts and minds”. Shane Bitney Crone


Although it may seem like my life is pretty much an open book this is probably one of the most personal stories I have ever shared in an open forum.

Enter with an open mind and an open heart.

This is my story. And I’m sticking to it J.

Charles

My partner Joseph and I recently took a quick trip to New York. We have been working hard over the past several months so I decided to treat us to a few days of vacation in the Big Apple. In truth, I’d actually had the whole trip planned for several weeks and I sprung it on Joseph at the end of a meeting in Palm Springs. I think he was genuinely pleased with the gesture – it’s often hard to tell with him J. But we had a wonderful time together.

We did the usual touristy stuff – a Broadway show (we saw “Mamma Mia!”), went on a tour of the NBC Studios, had dinner at Tao, etc. Lucky for us, we also happened to be in New York during the Tribeca Film Festival and I was able to snag a pair of tickets for a screening of “Bridegroom”, a powerful documentary that has become a part of my journey.

Before I go further I’d like to back up a few years to where I believe my journey actually began, on a flight Joseph and I were on from Washington, D.C to Chicago.

It was a Sunday and we had stayed over for the weekend after a conference. Our upgrades had come through and we were comfortably seated in the first row of first class.

About a half hour or so into the flight the purser came to our seats and said she wanted to introduce us to someone she knew who was seated nearby. That “someone” was a retired flight attendant named Alice Hoagland. If her name isn’t familiar to you perhaps the name of her son, Mark Bingham, is.

Mark is one of the heroes credited with commandeering United flight 93 on September 11, 2001 and bringing it down into a field in Shanksville, Pennsylvania rather than what was likely its intended target, the United States Capitol. It just so happens that Mark was also gay.

His heroism, along with his athleticism and masculinity, served to debunk gay stereotypes for many Americans. Alice had been in attendance at the Human Rights Campaign dinner and had accepted an award on her son’s behalf. We instantly connected.

I was deeply touched by her story. We shared some laughs, some tears, a hug or two, and exchanged contact information. We kept in touch for a few years via e-mail but eventually lost contact.

In early May, 2012 a video entitled “It Could Happen To You” went viral on the Internet. It is the true story of a young man’s tragic, accidental and untimely death and all that his partner went through in the aftermath. 

Somehow it didn’t make its way to me until May 27th. I shared it on Facebook, commented, cried and then got so busy with my own life once again that I didn’t think about it much for a while.

On July 22nd I received a very interesting Facebook message from the daughter of a high school friend. In her own words:

“I came out to myself when I was 13, but I only came out to my mom two and a half years ago, when I was 15. The road since then has been a long and bumpy one but it has been a journey that I'm glad I have been given the opportunity to embark on.

As we were talking it out that first day your name came up. She said her best friend had a gay brother and that he was one of the kindest and most successful men she had ever known. It still took her a while to become okay with me being gay but I feel like if she hadn't known you, she would still be holding back to this day.
My dad still does not know, nor does most of my family, but I guess I'll just have to cross that bridge when I get there. I believe you helped me through a situation that I might not have been able to get through on my own, and for that, I just wanted to say thank you”.

I felt gratified that my story had somehow touched and helped another person, without me even knowing. Once again, I responded back, we kept in touch, and yet again I got busy with my own “stuff”.

In February of this year I received an e-mail from my youngest sister. Again, in her own words:

“Remember my friend whose house I got married in? Well...she has a 14 year old son who is gay – just coming to terms with it in the past 6 – 8 months. Such a different time now. Youth are so much more tolerant today thank God! Anyway...u should friend her. Love you...”

I was touched by the story of her son’s coming out to her, a story of acceptance, love and social progress. So I sent her a friend request, we started “liking” one another’s posts and finally started communicating directly around the end of March.

If you’ve read this far you’re likely thinking “if it was a snake it would’ve bit him”.  And you’re right. These stories were changing something in me, affecting me, calling me to action. All the signs were there but for some reason I wasn’t seeing them.
That was true until about a month ago.
In the wake of the US Supreme Court’s hearings on Marriage Equality Facebook became an endless sea of red and white “equal” signs in varying shapes and sizes. I could see it all around me. Activism was alive and well and gaining momentum!
At about the same time I started seeing posts announcing that “Bridegroom”, referenced above, would premier at Tribeca. It’s a documentary based on “It Could Happen To You”, that first story which touched me so deeply.
I knew I that Joseph and I had to be there. As I started to put together the pieces of the puzzle, all of the stories felt like signs that had been slapping me in the face to help, to try, to DO SOMETHING!
On April 9th I sent a message to a group of my Facebook friends. I announced that, although I have never considered myself an activist in any way, I felt called to work on a project related to both my business and personal lives that supports the LGBT community. I admitted to being both excited and a little frightened. I asked anyone interested in joining me to email me and let me know.
Almost immediately after I hit “send” my inbox began filling up with messages from all corners of my life. Gay, straight, young, old, male, female – you name it, all with messages of support. Overwhelming doesn’t even begin to describe my reaction.
I wasn’t connected with Alice Hoagland on Facebook, but I was able to reconnect with her via email. I cut and pasted the message into an email and sent it off. Within about 15 minutes Alice sent me a message back indicating that she was “in” as well.
And that, my friends, was the moment I became an “accidental activist”.
I am still amazed at how much my perception of my life and purpose had changed by the time Joseph and I made our way to New York to see “Bridegroom”.  We were first in line so we got our pick of seats. Once the movie started my eyes were glued to the screen and the next 70 minutes flew by.
After the film we were privileged to participate in a Q&A with Linda Bloodworth-Thomason, the director and producer of “Bridegroom”.
In an unexpected surprise Linda announced that Shane Bitney Crone, the partner of Tom Bridegroom and the subject of the film, was also in attendance, sitting just a few rows in front of us. At that moment I realized that his story had so profoundly affected me I drew in a quick breath and I am absolutely certain that my heart stopped for a second or two.
At the end of the Q&A Joseph and I stood in line to speak personally with Shane.
If I could find any one word to use to describe Shane it would be “normal”. The fact that he had the courage to share his story has and will continue to change countless hearts and minds. But he’s just a regular guy. We chatted for a bit, exchanged handshakes and hugs, then Joseph and I left the theater and walked back towards Midtown and our hotel.
The next morning I reached out to Shane via Facebook message to let him know how profoundly his story had affected me. “You've touched my life in a way I don't completely understand and your story has awakened something in me I didn't know was there. For that I will remain forever grateful to you and Tom.” To my surprise, exactly 11 minutes later I received a message back from Shane thanking me for my support and kind words.
So here’s what you’ve all been waiting for – why am I telling you this?
I’m part of a group that is in the early stages of forming a social media based, not-for- profit organization that will use the power of story-telling to benefit the LGBT community. By providing support and a forum to those who have the courage to share their stories we believe that we can change hearts and minds about crucial LGBT issues and inspire people to activism, advocacy, and support for a broad range of issues – be they political policy or real-world needs-based initiatives.
This project is still in the early stages but I can guarantee you it’s going to happen.
If you’ve read this far and you haven’t seen it before here is Shane’s original YouTube video:


I think you will agree that stories well-told are pretty powerful stuff.
We have a long and complex journey ahead of us. With the help of each of you, and all the folks I’ve referenced above, I have no doubt we can accomplish anything we set out to do and more.
I am grateful for the outpouring of encouragement I have received from so many people I have shared my story with thus far.
I wanted to give you an update on our progress and to let you know that I am more committed, excited, and dedicated to effecting change than ever before.
What very recently seemed like a dream to me will no doubt become a reality with the help of you all.
I’ll keep you posted as our project progresses, so stay tuned!
Best Wishes, Charles