Courage has been on my mind like crazy. It's like I can't get that word out of my head no matter what I do.
Well, maybe I can't get it out of my head because I haven't been acting with much courage. I've instituted more of a hibernation situation instead. You've probably heard the shift in tone in my writing even.
It's amazing how daily life can get shaken up by a handful of words.
But today will be different. I know it can and will be different because I have come up with an action plan. Yesterday was actually the beginning of different, but my action plan had a soft start. I wanted to try stepping a few steps out of my cave I've put myself into, and it worked. Waking up feeling the same disheartened emptiness this morning, I realize that I will probably get out just a few steps more, but those few steps are courageous steps and not to be discounted.
I've been afraid to take any risks. It has felt safe to close myself off to the world; however, it has not felt good, right, or healthy. The past year held a great deal of growth and achievement, so I know better. I know that getting myself out there is the way to be in touch with my whole self and feed the fire that burns within me. I need to be going places, seeing sights, and achieving goals to maintain healthy growth and feel good about my life. This hibernation stuff doesn't suit me at all.
Now to figure out how to break this pattern—a few steps at a time, a little more each day—because I am brave.