Last week, I was glad to have the opportunity to speak at SHARE Charlotte’s Fifth Annual Nonprofit Summit, presenting a talk on building and leading social movements. It was a culminating topic following nearly two years of exploration of how generational change is disrupting so much about how our society functions.
In 2020 I started painting rocks with mandala designs as an outlet for stress and mindfulness. Everyone in my family got a rock that year for Christmas. Two years later, I am moving on to another artistic outlet that I stumbled upon – peace poles – in an effort to slow down and be mindful. What is a peace pole you ask? The Peace Pole Project was started in Japan by Masahisa Goi, who dedicated his life to spreading the message, “May Peace Prevail on Earth.” Peace Poles symbolize the oneness of humanity and our common wish for a world at peace. The Peace Pole Project is an official project of The World Peace Sanctuary, a nonprofit sanctioned under the United Nations.
According to the Center on Wealth and Philanthropy at Boston College, we are currently experiencing the largest wealth transfer in US history. $59 trillion (yes, trillion!) will transfer to the next generation from 2007 to 2061. Charitable giving during that same period is estimated to be $20.6 trillion. With longer lifespans and a greater understanding of how sustained giving over time can positively contribute to the social good, many families want to approach their giving strategically with more multi-generational collaboration. Thus, increasingly traditions of giving, and not just money, are passed from one generation to the next.
My dog Banjo was sick recently. It came on gradually, so the signs were subtle and, individually, seemingly not a big deal. But something just didn’t seem right. Erring on the side of caution, I called the vet (thank goodness they are open on Sunday!). Upon hearing all of Banjo’s symptoms, they suggested I immediately take him to an emergency vet hospital. As it turned out, my sweet pup had an intestinal blockage and was whisked into surgery within two hours. He then spent four days in the animal hospital before I could bring him home and needed another few weeks to get back to his former spunky self.