Hooked On A Feeling
November 7, 2008
A new day begins. A new sun rises. The air is fresh and I am ready to breathe it in! I feel like a fighter loose and anxious, confident and ready for the bell; trembling! I understand that not everyone knows what I’m talking about. For me it’s that feeling I have at the trail head. I’ve stepped away from the road. The air feels sharp and invades every pore of my skin; the air feels clean. The acrid smell of the morning sun warming the pine needles flares my nostrils. I fill my lungs. My mind races through what’s ahead of me. I pour through how I’ve prepared. I become aware of myself inside. I feel like I’m standing at the gate that separates me from everything else. Then it fades away as the sheer power of the world presses on all my senses. The flood gates open drowning me in real ‘here and now’ life. A voice that is all too familiar but at the same time all too foreign comes boiling the surface and in a calm and clear voice says, “Alright — let’s go.”
And then we go.
I’ve spent the last two months preparing for this month. The mission has been set. Home base has been built. Now it is time to venture out in to the real ‘here and now’ world and raise some money. I am a goal orientated person and as such my goal for this month of November is to have $1000 raised for Action Against Hunger/ Action Contre la Faim (ACF). So now I need to tell my family, and my friends, and ask them to tell their family and their friends. I need to blow the dust off some old friendships and ask for help. I need to go knocking on the doors of neighbors and businesses alike and spread the word.
All too often I think people (myself included) focus their energy on how difficult it will be to complete this task or that. The truth of the matter though is that it is impossible not to complete if we give it everything we’ve got. I’m reminded of backpacking again. About how that voice inside of me can be so convincing when it tells me of the easy way out. About how I don’t need to go any farther and I can stop right here on the trail, about how I can turn back, about how I can’t do it anymore. That voice got to me in Patagonia. It’s got to me at times before then. And I’ve certainly heard its voice since then. But now there is a new voice, a calm and clear voice, that speaks with power and encouragement, which tells me I cannot fail so long as I keep going. Otro paso más.
So now Walking Hungry begins to raise money: $1000 in November. Step by step, and dollar by dollar. I know that anyone and everyone who reads this can help. I can’t say for certain that you will help. But keep this in mind before you dismiss the idea to donate. Have you ever been hungry before? Maybe very hungry to the point where you felt weak? Maybe you’ve just been a little hungry, enough to loose your train of thought? I personally cannot even imagine living a life time in that condition and still keeping a smile on my face. So hypothetically, if you were given the opportunity to give away $1 with the knowledge that it would end that hunger that you have felt, and that others live with; would you? That $1 isn’t even a glass a beer or a glass of wine…you can spare one beer from now until forever can’t you?
I ask for a $1 for a simple reason. We’ve all been hungry at some point in time. We’ve all had a $1 to spare, or have $1 we’ve wasted at some point and time, maybe more! If we all give that small amount, that $1, then we can all build the steps, bit by bit, to end global hunger. That’s global hunger! Africa, Asia, Australia, Europe, North America, and South America (and Antarctica I suppose too).
So here are your options:
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Either way though, as we struggle through tough economic times and make small sacrifices. Think about what you still have: a place to sleep, a computer to play with, cable maybe? Know that these tough times are hurting others more than they are hurting us. Donate a $20, donate $5, donate at least $1 right now. Your donation will build on top of others and that will make the difference.
All right — let’s go.

