Ultimately, progress starts at the individual level. If we all collectively made one small meaningful change within ourselves, and then replicated that within our communities, how quickly could those shifts gain momentum to become waves, or even tsunamis, of impact.

Six years ago I was arrested in Benton Country, Washington. On January 17, 2014 I was held on, what was, a 72 hour no-bail hold.

“I'm going to miss you, Ms T. I spent all recess looking for the most perfect rock I could find. I wanted to give you something so you wouldn't forget me. I hope we can still be friends.”

We seem to be so concerned with polite and safe conversational pieces, that we avoid respectful disagreement or raw emotion at all costs. Sometimes even at the expense of an otherwise fruitful relationship or friendship.

A story from the Mission Gospel soup kitchen in Kelowna BC and what it taught me about failed relationships and the glamorous world of sports.