The Courage to Wait

As I entered the store, I was enthusiastically greeted by three highly energized employees. They thanked me for being there and then went into the reason for their excitement hoping I would be as thrilled as they were.

This national store that sells everything from, groceries to guns to glucose supplements, had developed a new app that would make my shopping experience so much better. The first two features of this new app were that I would no longer have to wait in line to purchase something and I would no longer have to wait in line to return something.

Ask…You Just Never Know

Dr. Brene Brown is the author of four #1 New York Times Best sellers. She has a Youtube video that is in the top five in number of views with over 30 million people watching.

In a nutshell, Dr. Brown is a big deal. I have read three of her four bestsellers and I greatly admire her work. She has had a huge impact in helping me courageously move forward in my work on courage.

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The Fear of Old Man Marley

If you’re like me, you are likely to begin watching classic holiday movies this Thanksgiving weekend.


One of my all time favorites is Home Alone. I’ve seen it several times but always enjoy it. One particular scene stands out to me as I have become so passionate about the subject of courage in our everyday lives.

An Early Flight, a Mohawk, and a Lesson Learned

The alarm went off at 4:45 am. I got out of bed, took a quick shower and got my things together to catch my 5:45 flight home. Fortunately, my hotel was right by the airport so I would be there in plenty of time.


The night before I had gone online and saw that the flight wasn’t very full. I changed seats to be in the bulkhead because all six seats were open. Yes! I’d be able to put up the armrests, put my ipod on and sleep until I got to Chicago undisturbed.

It was about 5:20 as they began boarding the plane. I am always one of the last ones to board because planes are very uncomfortable and I wait as long as I can to get on. Then I heard them.

The Race to Nowhere

One of the unexpected outcomes of doing what I do as a speaker is having people share their stories with me. If I had taken the time to process through what I do, likely I would have been able to figure out this might happen.

It is an incredibly humbling experience to have others share their accounts of things that have happened in their lives. Often, these are deeply painful stories that have been brought to the surface when they hear me speak. Often, these stories have been buried and purposely held below the surface in an attempt to drown them away.

Getting Your Ducks in a Row!

I recently had someone recommend a website to me about living fearlessly. I couldn’t remember the site but thought I would google it and see what I could find. There were 1,650,000 results attached to the phrase “living fearlessly.”

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While I am sure that many of these results have only a semantic difference with what I talk about in being courageous I believe there is a vastly different message sent in telling people to live fearlessly.

Kinesiology, Courage, and a Broken Promise!

I put off taking this class as long as I could. Kinesiology. Just the title scared me and I had heard the professor was brilliant and a tough grader. I never was very good in the sciences and this class and professor lived up to the reputation.

Each week I worked as hard on this class as any class I had ever taken just to keep pace and keep my head above water.


It was about midway through the semester. The professor was always asking questions and calling on random students to answer them. I lived in fear every session. It was not uncommon for him to have to ask two or three students before he got the correct answer.

What I Learned About Fear From a Dead Fish

When I was a young boy, I loved to grab my fishing pole and walk down to the lake at the edge of downtown and fish. This wasn’t worm and bobber fishing for panfish but casting with a daredevil to try and catch a big northern pike.


One evening I was sure I had hooked the biggest fish in the lake. Several other people who were fishing even stopped to watch as I tried to real the fish in with my old, cheap Zebco rod and reel. After several minutes of fight I got it to the shoreline. At ten years of age this was the biggest fish I had ever caught. In my nine or ten year old mind it had to be a five or six pound northern.