I think it is rather wonderful to trust yourself as it does call courage into action; I tend to do the same, take time to double-check that I am indeed heading in the direction of my heart, and be open to revisiting and adjusting if needed.
Double-checking is, I think, so key. I know my heart will point me in the wrong direction sometimes. Fear still really gets me when I let it take over.
I too can get a little lost; being surrounded by trustworthy friends and giving myself time helps too, but fear can be a powerful force or/and a motivator.
Thanks so much for this Esme. I'm thinking about the heart and courage as mine flutters and hiccups after periods of stress or bouts of anxiety. I'm also recalling how it pounds steadily when I'm swimming or doing something else that's strenuous. I notice my courage the most when I'm faced with a circumstance I need to respond to, then take time to look into myself and respond from that place (when I trust myself, as others here have already said). Practicing doing this over and over, through myriad emotions, helps me to be, if not always feel, courageous.
I have modelled courage. For me it is a practice and a choice. I think of bravery as action and courage as a decision.
So courage isn’t always visible to others.
I once wrote that I think of it as being a raging and heart. It’s when our soul holds hand with our head and heart and says, it’s ok, you can follow me.
Lovely reminder of the origin of a word...thank you, Esme.
Courage, for me, comes from first acknowledging overwhelming fear and then stepping forward (saying the difficult thing, writing the difficult letter, taking the bold action) anyway. I never feel brave...but rather a little shocked I did it...that is stepped forward. What I feel is relieved though, that my fear and my smallness didn't win.
What do you do when you need to feel courageous?
That's a wonderful question. My less than wonderful answer would be "trust myself"
I think it’s a wonderful and very true answer.
I think it is rather wonderful to trust yourself as it does call courage into action; I tend to do the same, take time to double-check that I am indeed heading in the direction of my heart, and be open to revisiting and adjusting if needed.
Double-checking is, I think, so key. I know my heart will point me in the wrong direction sometimes. Fear still really gets me when I let it take over.
I too can get a little lost; being surrounded by trustworthy friends and giving myself time helps too, but fear can be a powerful force or/and a motivator.
There is nothing in this world to fear, Mya, except for fear itself. Be peaceful, Maurice
Thanks so much for this Esme. I'm thinking about the heart and courage as mine flutters and hiccups after periods of stress or bouts of anxiety. I'm also recalling how it pounds steadily when I'm swimming or doing something else that's strenuous. I notice my courage the most when I'm faced with a circumstance I need to respond to, then take time to look into myself and respond from that place (when I trust myself, as others here have already said). Practicing doing this over and over, through myriad emotions, helps me to be, if not always feel, courageous.
I have modelled courage. For me it is a practice and a choice. I think of bravery as action and courage as a decision.
So courage isn’t always visible to others.
I once wrote that I think of it as being a raging and heart. It’s when our soul holds hand with our head and heart and says, it’s ok, you can follow me.
Beautiful words. My daughter's name is Cora and one of the meanings is "little heart." She always reminds me to have courage!
As a French person I never realized that! Love it ♥️
When I need to feel courageous I pray. I ask God to make me brave
gorgeous.
This is exactly what I needed to hear. Thank you, Esme
Lovely reminder of the origin of a word...thank you, Esme.
Courage, for me, comes from first acknowledging overwhelming fear and then stepping forward (saying the difficult thing, writing the difficult letter, taking the bold action) anyway. I never feel brave...but rather a little shocked I did it...that is stepped forward. What I feel is relieved though, that my fear and my smallness didn't win.