I’ve been pondering my mission here at Someday Box. Yesterday’s post was sparked by others daring greatly.
Best Beloved and I were watching Jonathan Fields chat with Brené Brown on the Good Life Project.
They both dare greatly. The conversation, you may have guessed, fired me up.
Fired. Me. Up.
Daring Greatly is the title of Brené’s latest book. It comes from a Theodore Roosevelt’s speech Citizenship in a Republic delivered at the Sorbonne, in Paris, France on 23 April, 1910. Here’s the bit you may have heard before:
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.
One last thought:
Success is fun.
Daring greatly is living out loud.