Do it scared.
I’ve been mulling over these words since I heard them earlier this week. Letting them filter down into the frightened, anxious, insecure cracks in my soul and flooding them with courage, with deep breaths of resolve, with encouraging nods of “go on, give it a whirl”.
It’s a lovely thing to be reminded that we don’t have to wait to “do” until we’re brave, prepared, confident, assured, validated, affirmed. We don’t have to put the doing on hold until we feel clever enough, talented enough, worthy enough. We don’t have to wait until we have what we’re told is sufficient health, wealth or education.
We can just Do. Try. Attempt. Have a go. Give it the ol’ College Try. (I actually have no idea what that last phrase means, but it’s folksy and I like it.)
We can do the things that are important to us. Those deep, secret, treasured dreams that give us so much happiness we can hardly bear to bring them out into the light for fear they will lose their shimmer or that others will not see their value.
As I pondered these words, I thought of the brave people in my life who are Doing It Scared.
- Quitting a hated job in pursuit of a freelance career that fills her heart with joy even though there’s no guaranteed paycheck.
- Moving to the place that feels like home even though they don’t have jobs, a house, or a secure future, just because they know it’s the right thing.
- Leaving her high-paying, prestigious job and starting a new home business because she couldn’t bear the thought of spending the rest of her life under intense stress.
- Celebrating the love she shared with her husband by going on every trip he’d planned for them before he died.
- Launching an Etsy shop with her beautiful handmade creations after twenty years as a stay at home, homeschooling Mom because she realized her dreams and goals matter too.
- Embracing a whole new way of eating and living in the hopes of healing their battered selves even when others told them it was impossible.
- Leaving an abusive spouse and building a new, beautiful, safe life with her daughter.
- Going back to school in her 60’s because she wanted to grow and find friends.
- Leaving a place of painful memories and starting over in the place that fills his soul with peace and hope.
- Hiring a life coach at age 40 because she doesn’t want to let those who told her she was worthless steal one more moment of her life.
- Facing his abusive past and transforming his life through counseling even though everyone told him counseling was a waste of time and money.
- Getting up each day and taking a shower because she’s not going to let Depression win.
It makes me cry to think of them, happy, proud tears because I know what such bravery cost them. But they did it anyway.
So I take a deep breath and I press on through all the “not good enough’s” and all the naysayers and doom-prophecy-ers and dream-underminers – especially the traitorous ones in my own thoughts! – and I Do It Scared.
- I create things I think are pretty and hope others like them too.
- I scribble Dream Lists and try to do one thing every day that gets me closer.
- I experiment with new recipes and groan at the flops and happy dance at the deliciouso ones.
- I keep going back to the doctor for tests and try new medicines and supplements and ways of eating and hope that one day, ONE DAY, we’ll find the things that heal this poor ol’ body of mine.
- I speak my dreams aloud, albeit with a quavering, hesitant voice, and feel braver and stronger every time.
- I exercise every day even though it doesn’t make a lick of difference because my body just wants to stay chubby right now.
- I reach out to the dream-makers in my life and cheer them on because we need each other.
- I go to my beloved counselor, even though it’s painful and hard, and do whatever I can to become a thrive-er not just a survivor.
- I reach out to strangers because I need friends and maybe they do too.
Is there anything you’re Doing Scared this month? I’d love to hear so we can cheer each other on. xo