Courage

I was blown away this week while watching Hazel bravely recite a poem from memory during the Wendy Brook festival. 

Standing in front of the gym full of classmates and strange adults looked terrifying, and I know for sure when I was in grade four (or any other age), there's no way I would have had the courage to do anything close.

It was a funny poem, well received, well memorized, and made me very proud as a father. 

It reminded me that just about everything in life can be distilled down to courage. 

The courage to introduce yourself. 

The courage to wave first. 

The courage to try a new route, food, or activity.

The courage to have a ‘crunchy conversation’ rather than letting problems fester.

Everything worth doing lives on the far side of courage,

and you will be proud of yourself when you reach the other side.

• Now that’s a peak ethos