I was first introduced to Brene Brown’s work watching her TEDtalk on the Power of Vulnerability. When I heard about Daring Greatly it went on my to-read list. The title is based on a speech given by President Theodore Roosevelt.
It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.
Sometimes I wonder how much of the general dislike for feminists is that we tend to be seen as the critics. Yes, we critique, but do we dare greatly too?
What does feminism that dares greatly look like? What does it do?
To me, feminism was never just about telling everyone how to do things differently, but improving ourselves and making way in a society that strove to subjugate the ‘others’ that we are. An other is anyone who doesn’t want to adhere to what society tells them they have to be. So, feminists should be doing the deeds of making way for others, we should strive and err and strive again. We may never reach success.
It’s the not the success or defeat that matters, though, it’s the standing in the arena and trying. I’m not particularly great at that, myself. That’s part of the reason why I picked up Daring Greatly in the first place. We have to be willing to be vulnerable to dare greatly. We have to dare greatly to triumph.
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