Stars and other celestial objects are the envious subject of countless analogies – when someone leaves this Earth, we talk about them becoming part of the stars, the Heavens, when we dream for a moment without limitations, without hesitation – what do we say? We say we are going to reach for the stars. We want to reach for, touch, hold, shine (unless you’re a Rihanna fan, then it’s diamonds) like a star.
And why shouldn’t we? We are told to go for it, dream big and, yet, we all have limiting beliefs about ourselves. We are all a work in progress. I’ve been doing personal work for more than three years, and I can see the fruits of my mental labor but I’m not done; I have much more to do.
I always knew God would find purpose for my pain. I can’t tell you how many nights, in the muck of my darkest moments, that I cried to God asking him to show me a reason for allowing me to fall into the pit again, again and again. As much as it hurt, I knew deep in my bones that there was a reason for all of it. And I so desperately wanted to find it, and I refused to give up on Him.
At the beginning of this year, I meditated on what my word of the year should be and the word that ringed in my ear repeatedly was trust. And this year has definitely been a year of trust – trusting myself more, trusting God more as I put myself out there in my career, with relationships, with my personal growth, physical health – in every aspect of my life. Many things didn’t turn out the way that I planned, I was promised things that didn’t pan out, I was taken advantage of and I definitely didn’t get everything that I wanted. With that said, I did grow artistically, emotionally and spiritually by what felt like cosmic leaps through space and time.
In June, our oldest came home from summer school and, per the usual, he threw his backpack into my hands and ran the opposite direction. I opened his backpack, as I always do, and went through the sheets of loose paper one by one. I noticed one had a gold star sticker on it in the top right corner and I thought “Man, I want a gold star. Where’s mine for being an adult? I went to the gym, saw my therapist, ordered groceries and had them delivered. I want a gold star being an adult.”
I could say a light bulb went off in my head but since I love puns I will say a star in my mind burst and Mind Star was born. I wrote in my journal consistently for days about the app and even felt so strongly about the idea that I even shared it on my Instagram. I thought surely someone would take the idea and run with it or someone would comment and say the app already existed.
After that, I continued to journal about the app every so often but I didn’t put any more thought about it … until seven weeks ago. A software development company, Inventive Byte https://bit.ly/2TXAU6j, found my app idea on Instagram, wanted to hear my pitch and possibly work with me. It was like God busted down the door and said “Hey, remember that idea I brought to your idea several months ago … well, it’s time.”
And I’ve been researching and sharing my idea about Mind Star with anyone who will listen because the more I talk about it, the more my passion grows and the more I want this to become a reality. It’s funny, though, when I tell people I’m developing an app, people say one of two things – they either say “Oh, so you’re a techie?” or “Oooh, so you’re going to be like the Mark Zuckerberg of mental health.”
Both are flattering but my answers to both are no … not yet. Sure, I want this app to be massively successful but I want it to build it in a way that helps people all over the world build mindfulness, awareness and self-compassion and compassion for others. I want it to be a platform for people to connect solely on health issues – take away the perfectly curated selfies – and build friendships on what matters – our minds, our souls, our energy.
I think about our son Jackson, who is on the spectrum, and I think about how hard it is for him to connect with people sometimes. An app like this would allow him to look up autism and find others on the spectrum, start conversations with them and build a lifeline of support – maybe even a kind of support that as his mother I could provide.
Studies show that sometimes we are less likely to open up to those closest to us in fear that they will judge us and think less of us. This app will help pull people out of isolation and remind them that they are not alone and I truly hope people will learn or relearn their value and purpose in this world.
We are in the early stages of building this app and I’m offering you a unique opportunity to join me. If you contribute to my app, give me your email and I will give you a behind-the-scenes look at building an app and you will get to help me make some important decisions.
If anyone is interested in joining me on this journey, watch my video and contribute here: https://bit.ly/2znM2ke
I’ll be sharing more about my journey on here and, of course, in my newsletter for those who sign up. I appreciate your support in this next adventure I’m on. I can’t wait to see where God takes me. All I know is, it’s going to be bigger than I imagine.