Since my return from the conference, Finding Consciousness, at Duke University last week I keep coming back to just one word that summarizes it for me. The word? Validation.
The event was packed with the best minds on consciousness and the brain. This was clearly demonstrated through their research and presentations. Perhaps it only matters to me, but I readily include myself in this group. I’d bet there isn’t an expert there that would disagree. It’s even possible, perhaps, that I have the broadest knowledge because I live it… every second of every day. I am on the practical end of their work (and mine too).
Like theirs, mine is every bit as groundbreaking.
To my delight, it didn’t go unnoticed. I was approached by many who asked me if I would consider collaborating with them. This covers the range from TBI (Traumatic Brain Injury) patient advocacy — including testifying before the United States Congress — to contributing on books and research publications. I left every door open… wide open… with a welcome mat.
Getting to this point where I was accepted and respected was tricky indeed. I didn’t want to come on too strong nor do it too early. Timing was everything. No different than myself, these are people with big egos (and rightfully so, I might add). So, I restrained myself until midway through the conference. Until that point, I simply made myself available and highly visible. Humble, yes, but giving the appearance that I belonged. I would like to thank Duke University for making this available to me. I was treated so well.
So, when the opportunity came where I could exert my presence, I did it in a big way. I had to, for Ryan’s sake. To me it felt like a fireworks show. I exploded onto the scene before their eyes. I kept the intensity and colorfulness up, using comic relief — when it felt right — to both relax and heighten their emotions for the next barrage. I went into “the zone” and spoke from my heart and mind.
The compliments were overwhelming. Many told me I was their highlight of the conference. Two even went so far as to say I “stole the show” and that meant everything to me. Sure, I believe my message is important but for these high-profile individuals to feel the same makes me know what Ryan and I are doing here is important.
And they didn’t stop coming. It continued at the social gathering that evening. Then through the next day. Even at the airport as I was making my way through the TSA checkpoint I was noticed and told. By two people! It felt great. Just what my already over-inflated ego needed.
By now you might be able to see the potential for Ryan’s Rally LLC. If you’re like me, it is clear I was under-shooting its potential. Maybe not so much undershooting as being too narrow. Advocacy appears to play largely in this. This is so big that I won’t be able to do it on my own. Like Ryan and Kari always did, I will surround myself with the right people.
Success is laid out before us and with some hard work we can claim it for Ryan’s story and financial challenges. Oh, in case I wasn’t clear before, I measure success of the business in a few ways. One is financial, which will always be for Ryan’s benefit. No one — me included — will get a penny richer off its success. It’s all about my son! No exceptions.
The conference was all I had hoped. It validated what I observe in Ryan almost on a daily basis. It also confirmed that I am doing right by him and leaving no stone unturned. We are powerful and Team Diviney is a force multiplier. Just the validation I needed…