What is the first thing that comes to your mind when you think of bravery. Or being brave. Being a hero.
Is it a fire fighter rushing in the 2 story flames to rescue a resident trapped?
Is it the innocent bystander that jumps into the lake to save a drowning stranger?
Yes, it could be those things. And it is.
But in my every day, run of the mill, routine life, being brave doesn't follow those kind of extraordinary events. Today I was thinking about bravery. Thinking about times that I've had to step outside my comfort zone and put forth some effort. It takes bravery because there's a real chance of disapproval. Or worse yet, rejection. I realize that lately I've missed opportunities to be brave because it was easier to remain still.
And so I challenged myself. Step up to the plate. Walk in that room full of strangers. Volunteer. Introduce yourself. Ask questions. Be an attentive listener. Join the party.
For me that takes bravery. I'm usually not bold. I'm usually aloof.
But every day I'm getting braver. And with practice, bravery becomes easier.
What little thing have you done that took a lot of bravery?