A Columbus Day Reflection

Columbus Day, I imagine, is a non-holiday for most of us. It probably evokes one of three reactions:

1. a vague reference to history: "Oh yeah, that guy who discovered America,"

2. a grieving of his legacy: Columbus as a representative of white colonial imperialism (see this e-card circulating on Facebook and Twitter), or

3. a chance to complain about how bank and postal service employees get the day off while the rest of us have to work. [I'm sure it's not worth the grief they get all day the next day, by the way.]

May I suggest a fourth? Columbus as metaphor: for discovery, for taking risk, for striking out and doing something new--even at great personal cost. Even if the Queen is partially financing it.

I imagine most of us sail along on someone else's boat, someone else's ocean, using a corporate-logo-inlaid compass of someone else's creation. We put the sails up and down day after day and rarely ask, "Where is this thing going anyway?" or "Is this a journey worth spending even a part of my life on?"

So how would I suggest we celebrate Columbus Day? Open your notebook to a blank page or take out a clean legal pad and start to dream, start to plan, start to chart new courses.

And if the current ship you're on (or you own!) is not worthy of your mission, make plans to change (or jump) ship, sooner than later.