The Olympic torch. The lyrics remembered from a Whitney Houston song sung at the 1988 Olympics Opening Ceremonies. Chills ran down my spine. The hairs stood straight on my neck. Cheesy, I know. But it got to me.
We all yearn for that one moment where we step outside our daily, mundane lives and exceed our wildest expectations. When we’re bigger than ourselves.
We can’t all be gold medal athletes, but we can all be gold medal philanthropists. And gold medal philanthropy facilitators.
The Olympics lifts us up. At its best, philanthropy does this as well. It inspires us. It engages us fully. It’s addictive when done right.Continue Reading