Dare mighty things?
Sometimes you need to conjure up a lot of gumption just to go to the corner store. This is particularly relevant to people who are new to operating with reduced vision.
Due to recent goings on within my circle of acquaintances I have been reminded to take stock of what’s actually important to me. What really matters?
For a long time I’ve felt it was most important to “dare mighty things” as is outlined in a favorite quote of mine. The same thing that is expressed by that song that says “if you get the choice to sit it out or dance I hope you dance”.
I still do think those things are important. I do think life is less regretful if you give things your best shot rather than choosing not to risk failure.
These days however I’m also noticing the importance of being able to be okay with the here and now that may or may not involve mighty things. And the definition of mighty things can have great variation.
If you’ve been given a diagnosis that states you may have less than a year to live, do you get busy with your bucket list? Sure. If there’s stuff you’ve been planning or waiting on, now’s the time to go for it. However, my thinking lately is that it’s even more important to be present for whatever’s going on RIGHT NOW. If you are sitting out this dance, isn’t it best to take note of the music, the feel of your chair, the person with whom you are sitting? How you are feeling about all that stuff?
I’ve noticed that some blind people find that they get great pats on the back for just walking down the street. Some view this as pity. Some take it as a kindness and feel good about it. I can imagine that someone who knows nothing about living without sight might think it is a mighty thing you are doing. Well, for some it is no big deal, for others it is a huge deal. Take a compliment!
Of course there is value in being daring sometimes in life, and it’s also important to be present for whatever is going on while it’s going on. If you’re looking forward to the moment when you’ll be daring or back at moments where you were, you’re missing all the rest.
Here is the quote I mentioned earlier.
In the battle of life, it is not the critic who counts; nor the one who points out how the strong man stumbled, or where the doer of a deed could have done better.
The credit belongs to the person who is actually in the arena; whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; who does actually
strive to do deeds; who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotion, spends oneself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement; and who at worst, if he or she fails, at least fails while daring greatly.
Far better it is to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs even though checkered by failure, than to rank with those timid spirits who neither enjoy nor suffer much because they live in the gray twilight that knows neither victory nor defeat.
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