During the long drive to work this morning, I had a good thought process about resilience, and conquering, and plowing through fear. I have such an appreciation for people who promptly go out in the world and give all their energy to making their desires happen. I'd much rather be surrounded by people who have a messy heap of "tried that," "attempted this." Then people who try to keep their neat slate so unexposed.
I just admire people who DO things, especially when they don't have perfect knowledge or skill. People who get off the sidelines and into the arena, even if it's error after error, and nothing of sure fruition, but sure fortitude. One of my favorite quotes Theodore Roosevelt gave at speech in Paris, "The Man in the Arena:"
It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.
And when I arrived at work, I had an email waiting for me from my Mortal Angel - Nora - "
late night hot chocolate/
popcorn to talk about The Unknown and conquering fear?
Ha! Yep, let's dive in.
Upward and onward,
I can't stop with this video. I'm so so obsesssed! He's fearless.