For no particular reason, I found myself thinking about courage today, and what it really means.
A friend of ours — who's now in her 60's — is moving overseas to a developing nation, where she'll be working to set up ecovillages, and teach people about the benefits of renewable energy and good personal health habits.
I think it's incredibly courageous of her to do this. I know I do not have what "it" takes to undertake such a leap of faith out into the unknown.
Then I offset that against the fact that a lot of people think I'm incredibly courageous — foolhardy, even — for being invested in something as volatile and risky as cryptocurrencies. Whereas I can definitely understand the risky angle, I don't see myself as doing anything particularly courageous.
So what is this "courageous," anyway?
From where I am sitting it seems that courage has to do with a willingness to step outside whatever paradigms we consider to be part of our comfort zones. I am invested in cryptos because it falls within my sphere of knowledge and I have developed a measure of comfort from knowing what I have learned via experience.
When I was 22 years old, I willingly ran into a tornado... simply for the experience; to "see what it was like." It was a small tornado, and I survived unscathed. Doing that was not particularly courageous, it was primarily just foolish.
Consider jumping... with our without a safety net. Is it the "jumping" part that takes courage, or is it the absence of a safety net that takes courage? Or are the two even separable?
For me, courage typically means stepping into the unknown, well knowing that it might end very badly. Ultimately, most of the "courageous" things I have done have been done with a lot of prior knowledge of what I was getting myself into. The appearance of courage was related to those observing me not having all the information; specifically that I actually knew what I was going... where they had no knowledge.
A final "variable" I find myself considering is that of the extent to which we believe in our own ability to recover and keep going, should the situation turn sour.
Our friend had "failed" at many things, but she always seems to land on her feet. My personal experience has been that when I "crash," I keep on crashing until I am just a pile of broken bones. Different perceptions.
Anyway, we wish out friend well, and hope she accomplishes all she's hoping to!
Thanks for reading, and have a great week ahead!
How about YOU? Do you consider yourself courageous? Do other people? What do you courage really means? Do leave a comment — share your experiences — be part of the conversation!
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Hola amigo @dinamarca , me encanta la profundidad de tu pensamiento. A veces cuando uno se detiene a pensar de esa forma encuentra respuestas a preguntas que ni sabía que se plantaba !. Bueno a mí me pasa eso. 😄
Depende del contexto, soy valiente para unas cosas y cobarde para otras jajaja. Por ejemplo a la hora de enfrentar algunos miedos, como la oscuridad absoluta, fui valiente, cuando era pequeña salía corriendo al apagar la luz con el corazón en la boca (era normal supongo) pero me molestaba mucho porque yo sabía que al apagar la luz no pasaba nada, las cosas permanecían exactamente en el mismo lugar y no había nada allí, así que me obligue a quedarme en el lugar una vez que apagaba la luz, ya irme muy despacio, tomo algo de tiempo que el miedo desapareciera, ahora solo temo golpearme con algo por no verlo jajaja eso me enseño que hay cosas que nos aterran que no se justifican y por lo tanto hay que enfrentarlas, (como las inyecciones 😖) yo miro hacia otro lado pero me tiemblan las rodillas.
Sé que hablas de algo más profundo, pero esto sienta las bases para mí, siempre que algo me asusta, recuerdo que ya no le temo a la oscuridad y entonces puedo enfrentarlo. Sin embargo hay algo a lo que no quiero hacer frente, ese terror no me molesta no superarlo, lloro y salgo corriendo sin remedio. Prefiero ser cobarde entonces y no me importa, lo asumo 😂 (me refiero a las cucarachas).
Saludos 😊
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