“When problems overwhelm us and
sadness smothers us, where do we find the will and courage to continue? The answer may come in the caring voice of a
friend, a chance encounter with a book, or from a personal faith.” –The White
Stripes album Elephant “Little Acorns”
Courage is a visceral sensation,
somatic and spiteful. Many corporal
words can be substituted for it: intestinal fortitude, guts, nerves, heart,
balls. It stems from the pit of your
stomach, you retch it forth in spite of your situations. Life goes on and you persist. It’s whimsical, uncalculated, and illogical.
Shirking a draw towards complacency, despair, apathy, avoidance, and
self-preservation. It’s a fire from
within, a stubborn persistence to act.
Tenaciously, problems are faced head on.
There is nothing to fear, except for the seed of fear taking root and
choking out courage. But even if you are
fearful, life goes on. And the choice is
to courageously plow forth or begrudgingly trudge onwards.
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