My takeaway from Taproot this year boiled down to a single phrase, a directive really: Find your brave. Actually, I’ve been talking about doing brave things all year; it started with this post when I wrote about Wyoming way back in January. Well, here I am 2 weeks from my trip, and I’m realizing this whole year has been one long adventure in finding my brave. It’s been a smash up of voicing, claiming, embracing, releasing, speaking, writing, quieting, honing, embodying, defining, finding and losing, adding and subtracting. And clarifying. Yes, if nothing else, it’s been one long journey toward clarity: of who I always have been, of who I am right now and who I am choosing to be in the future.
There is a stripped down feeling to all of this that can leave me feeling exposed – even naked at times. Sometimes I can quell this feeling of vulnerability by closing my eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath and grounding myself. Other times, I need to put my red boots on and tell myself to “Cowboy up!” I may be the last person on planet earth to hear the song “Brave” by Sara Bareilles – but I’m making up for lost time. My dear friend, Siobhan, introduced me to this anthem while we were at Taproot. I didn’t know I needed this song, but I do. It’s inspired more than a few dance sessions out in the hayfields and some artwork too. I made a bunch of these “find your brave” banners that I would love to send out into the world. If you would like one, leave a comment and tell me how you are finding your brave. Three random winners will be announced on Tuesday August 19, 2014. Good luck!!