On being honest, wild and brave.
If I've learned anything during my 43 trips around the sun, it's that the most life-changing and wonderful experiences I've had, have been a direct result of me being honest, wild or brave.
I've also watched this ring true for friends and loved ones. I've seen people transform as a result of a moment of raw honesty, untamed wild or insane bravery.
And the moments I wish that I would have done something different, I find myself saying "I should have been more honest" or "I should have been braver" and yes, even "I should have been more wild."
This blog is the culmination of years of writing...in my journal, in random notebooks and even napkins. I write on buses, while riding the subway (my favorite), in the woods and in my bed. For the last year or so, I've played around with what the name would be, my purpose, what I hope to get out of it, and what I hope readers get out of it.
Which brought me back to that opening paragraph. What if I gave myself a place to be honest, wild and brave? What if I shared this space with other people?
What if they in turn, were a little more honest?
A little more wild?
Braver.
What if I shared all those words I've been squirreling away?
Truth is, I could go on with the "what ifs" for days.
Or I could just...press...publish.
