Saturday, May 14, 2016

dare ya!

do you dare?

when we are children, much is made of 'dare.' 

'dare ya!' is a common taunt among youth . it morphs into 'don't you dare!' at some point, and then 'you wouldn't dare!' in angst, or 'how dare you!' in anger. what if we reframed 'dare' into its own truth ... the word is a verb, and it has a few meanings 


1. to have the necessary courage or boldness for something; be bold enough:
2. to have the boldness to try; venture; hazard.
3. to meet defiantly; face courageously.
4. to challenge or provoke (a person) into a demonstration of courage

what if we had the courage to actually dare ourselves ...

there are, in every being's journey, moments that change everything. sanguine and sublime moments when we just know that we know, and it is enough  ... when thoreau pondered his own being come into his own countenance and allowance of walden to affect (effect) his view of his world, he understood his own i am, and wrote:

... if one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams,

and endeavors to live the life he has imagined,

he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours.

i am stunned by the simplicity ... awed by the motivation ... moved by the message : i am enough - i am advancing confidently in the direction of my dreams. i am endeavoring to live my life as i have imagined. i am meeting with success unexpected in common hours. how inspiring to know my own path, and to know myself set upon it, by myself. i dared to imagine, dared to be; and so, i am.

'walden' was published in 1854 ... thoreau was a messenger in the annals of time, one more mystic, one more sage, one more wayshower. we need them in every age : how lucky for us that they show up in every age ... how else will we remember that our lives have capability at their core ... or that it is ours to delve our own capability, our own way. 

in 'endeavor' did thoreau find dare . 
never doubt that truth includes dare . 
live your truth . then dare .

the muse (long ago) let me know that she was only evermore in search of a worthy vessel ... i have known for a long time that if i make ever advancing movement in myself toward my dreams, my dreams have no choice (by universal law) but to move indelibly (also) toward me. it is up to me to (face and banish my own constricting beliefs and) know my own sacred dream, and its arrival imminent; and so i do. 

to delve greatly, 
to choose,
and dare 
to live my own truth,
my own choices, 
is what i chose : 
... and it is one more thing 
that has made all the difference ...

namaste thoreau : thank you.