Shopping in a busy department store when my kids were young, a woman was reaming out her little girl. At first it made me cringe. Then it made me mad and carrying a large wooden purse I walked over and stuck my nose in her business.
My fam told me to stay out of it. The kids were like, “Mom!? You’re not going to do this?” The hub said it would only make things worse. But I felt it was important.
“Why don’t you mind your own damn business?” the woman hissed.
“Your daughter is so small,” I said sliding between her and the child.
“I’m going to knock you back where you came from.” She sneered self-righteously.
And I thought make a move and loaded and cocked the wooden purse.
Just then a security guard come over, asked if there was a problem and escorted me out of the store.
(Wrong party, dude!)
I’ve come to believe there are many forms of courage. You can be courageous in one thing and not in another.
Melissa, my past assistant eats dinner at a table for one in restaurants. Her mother thinks that is courageous.
Mel asked me what I think courage is and this is what I wrote her:
Courage is a character to be worked on (like a muscle) – a practice to strengthen it and leverage it into action.
It has many forms: emotional, personal, professional, intellectual, physical, political and artistic. You can have courage in one form and not another.
It can be born within you.
Courage can ignite your body of work and give you the courage to follow your purpose.
Courage can be found in the most unlikely circumstances (damn it!) when the situation demands it, we just rise.
Courage can be stupidity, bravery and wisdom all at once. “If I knew it was so hard I wouldn’t have done it.” Mark Twain
Courage can rebuild a heart or a country.
Courage can lay claim to a seat for one at a table in a restaurant because it is a validation of choice..it is a right to be claimed and with that right, life expands to its new boundary.
Courage is worth battling for because it’s worth having.
Every time I enter into a new chapter of my life I get braver than the chapter before.
It’s not that I’m less afraid, it’s that I’m afraid of less.
As Anais Nin said, “Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one’s courage.”
And as Maya Angelou is quoted -