I want to be brave with my life.
Because once we fall in the service of being brave, we can never go back.
We can rise up from our failures, screw-ups, and falls, but we can never go back to where we stood before we were brave or before we fell.
This is why I tell my stories.
This is why I share.
This is why I own my journey.
I legitimately believe that if we own our stories by sharing them, we don’t spend our lives being defined by them or denying them. And while the journey is long and difficult at times, it is the path to living a more whole-hearted life.
The irony is that when we attempt to disown our difficult stories to appear more whole or more acceptable, it doesn’t work!
Because our wholeness — even our wholeheartedness — actually depends on the integration of all our experiences, including the falls, including the bits that make us feel ‘ashamed’ or unworthy.
One of the truisms of wholehearted living is you either walk into your story and own your truth, or you live outside of your story, hustling for your worthiness.
Walking into a story about falling down can feel like being swallowed whole by emotion. But the alternative — denying our stories and disengaging from emotion — means choosing to live our entire lives in the dark.
Is that what you want?
Don’t know about you — but I would rather live in the light.
Let that sink in for a second.
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