Remember Why You Started

Hey y’all!

I’ve been traveling quite a bit throughout the month of March. Being on the road can be exhausting, but it also provides a great time for reflection- which I have gotten to do plenty of during various layovers and four-hour highway drives. When I’m on the road and meeting new people, I always get the question of how in the world I got started in this unique profession. More importantly I often get asked why.

Why do we LC’s choose to survive on sometimes far too little sleep and relatively high stress? Why do we live out of a suitcase and spend time in a different state every five days? I’m sure each LC would have their own unique reasoning. For me its some combination of having the ability to give back and also having the opportunity to experience new things. But in my recent reflections of why I started this year long journey, it really comes down to one thing- our history.

In 1874, a group of five brave and driven women chose to develop an organization that would withstand the test of time. In 1875 the first Initiation ceremony was held, and those pieces of our Ritual are the same pieces that we LC’s bring to chapters with each and every visit. The position of leadership consultants has been around for a long time.

Before we were “LC’s” we were traveling secretaries. These women toured the country in the way the LC’s do now with a little less technology and a lot bigger typewriters. To date- Sigma Kappa as an organization has grown from five women to over 165,000 worldwide. Its hard to imagine the kind of exponential growth that has happened over the past 143 years, and it is also an incredible feeling to be a part of it.

When people ask me why I do this job I like to tell the story of our founders, of our Sigma Kappa history. When I lose sight of why I do this job myself, all it takes is one Ritual ceremony to bring me back to my center.

One day, when the LC’s are traveling around in space ships (but really…) I look forward to telling them about my own time as a consultant that consisted of a computer and an airplane. Being an LC means getting to play a substantial role in something bigger than myself. As we wrap up a year on the road, I find that I am reground in purpose when I am able to remember why I started.


Rock on,


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