One Very Possible (and Completely Not Book-Related) Co-Adventure Before Breakfast: Being Brave AlreadyJuly 23rd, 2008 by Eisha and Jules
Jules: So, Eisha, as you know, when we featured Laini Taylor’s lovely ladies this past Sunday, I ended up — long story how — at this artist’s blog, Diary of a Self-Portrait. (That, incidentally, is my favorite “about me” portion of anyone’s blog ever. It’s amazing how much we know about Jessie when she writes merely: “I paint. I write. I love strong coffee, being outside, my dogs, and snow. My dreams are vivid.”)
And, as you also know, Jessie — back in October of last year — launched a Be Brave project, based on this notion:
And all kinds of people joined her, prompting her in early July to do this again. She wrote:
And so I’ve come to the conclusion that it is time to revisit the Be Brave Project and to invite you, once again, to join me in doing so.
I will whole-heartedly return to this project on Monday, July 21st…And I will blog about my experience here, as often as I’m able to.
I want to make it very clear, however, that there is no beginning and no end to this project. If you decide to join in, there are no rules except for the ones you create for yourself…
MAKE YOUR OWN RULES.
Do this for yourself.
Make a commitment for the length of time that best suites YOUR needs–one day, one month, one year, one moment…it’s all up to you, and you alone.
The “brave” or “scary” things that you choose to do can be as big or little as you want them to be. Sometimes it’s the little things that can be the most scary (and beneficial)!
(not to quote Nike, but…) Just do it.
Be on your own schedule. You don’t need to make a commitment until YOU are ready.
This is your unique journey–make it whatever you want it to be.
And that would be when I emailed you and said, hey, at the risk of sounding like Dr. Phil here, don’t you think this’d be fun? I have always loved that notion, that Roosevelt quote, and I’m tired of being a wussy-butt about some things. And, lucky for me, you said yes.
Still up for it? Me, I can shoot for one brave thing a week, though I’ll certainly try to do more. And I say once a week, simply because I work from home. The girls and I venture out a whole lot, but there are some days when we simply hang out and play and I work and that kind of thing. And look at me defining (narrowing?) bravery in a social context, huh? But that would probably correctly nail a lot of the moments when I’m feeling like a big fat chicken — such as, wanting to say something to somebody and feeling too shy to, etc.
But I’m rambling. I repeat: Still up for it?
eisha: Oh yeah, I’m up for it. I can be such a big sissy about a lot of stupid stuff, like ordering pizza over the phone. But also, it’s kind of disheartening having to apply for jobs all the time like I am, and having to risk getting turned down over and over. I could use a little bravery-nudge there too. So, yes, let’s do this. Or, as Robin Brande once put it, let’s pull on our big girl panties.
I believe we discussed maybe doing at least one brave thing a week for the next month, and listing it along with our 7 Kicks on Sundays. Is that still the plan?
SPARTANS! READY YOUR BREAKFAST AND EAT HEARTY, FOR TONIGHT WE DINE IN HELL!!!
Jules: HA-OOH! HA-OOH! NO FEAR THREATENS AN IMP! TO THE CLIFFS!
Ahem, okay, enough screaming. Yes, let’s do it. And, yes, we decided to declare and report any and all Be-Brave moments during our kicks on Sundays for about a month.
Anyone wanna join us Spartans? Or, shall I say Spartimps?