I wrote a thing for the Huffington Post, about race and education. People read the thing and shared the thing. There was some backlash. I didn’t love opening my email for a minute. But we made it through. And now? Now people are calling me brave.

And I guess it was brave, I knew when I wrote it that it wouldn’t be universally loved. But I certainly wasn’t expecting the kind of attention I have currently recieved! (Hey new readers! The comments over hear are not scary. I promise.) But really I was just doing the next right thing for me.

What the heck does brave mean? And who gets to decide what that is? I think YOU get to decide. And I think that you are probably not giving yourself enough credit. Because I think you are probably being very brave.

Showing up is really brave. To your family, to your work, at a church or organization that is made of people and can therefore be sort of messy. You are showing up, and that is brave.

There are a lot of ways to be brave.

Scarcity tells us that you have to be a BIG deal and get a BIG chance to be brave.

Scarcity is a liar, and that junk is a lie from the pit.

Abundance says doing the next right thing is REALLY really brave. I am glad you are showing up to your own life. Abundance is real, and you already are brave.