Thursday, November 18, 2010
What is living?
Is it going through the same motions every day or do we only really live we we try something we are afraid of? Taking that chance.
I am not talking about giving up everything and live in a hut in some other country or wearing a steak around your neck in bear country. I am talking about talking to some stranger or joining that exercise class that you are afraid to look like a fool that they don't know what they are doing.
I have always though that I was fearless and now I am not so sure. I am the kind of person that stand up to the bear fighting for her dog, jumping in the water to rescue the drowning kid or jumping on a person with a gun.
But I am not the person that would call someone on the phone to say hey lets go do something or stop talk to the person that I see could really benefit from spark people as we exercise in the same park.
I guess what I am trying to say it is easy to think that I am brave when I am doing these things that outwardly seem brave but these don't scare me. What scares me is rejection and interaction with others. I have not been living a brave life I have been living the life of a chicken(that really makes me angry)
I spent the last couple of days agonizing about reaching out to say howdy to some people and wondering if they would accept me or reject me. Well I did it ! I am so energized because I did it!
I want to live a brave life not a fearless life, fearless means you are not afraid, and it is always harder to do something that you fear.
I will be brave