The Courageous Man Entering The Arena

12:46 pm in Pyschology That Helps by seph

He gently closes his eyes, and for a minute, there is deep silence.

As he walks out into the tunnel, he starts to feel the ground shaking.

The walls are dripping and there is a soiled musk in the air. His heart pounds.

As he approaches the threshold, he can feel the tension grow in his broad shoulders.

This trail has been walked by many and only returned on by few.

He makes an attempt to breathe deep, only to be choked by the nervousness approaching in his abdomen.

He walks out into the fierce light, eyes blurred and senses dulled.

There’s that deafening sound of the crowd and the pinging in his ears. He feels the crunch of the gravel and sand underneath his feet.

There is a beed of sweat dripping down his brow waiting to fall, expecting what’s to come.

The gentle warmth of the sun on his back relaxes his shoulders. His eyes refocus.

Out walks his adversary.

There he stands, that monstrous figure. As dark as a moonless night. Body glistening with decorated steel. Piercing eyes as sharpened as the harsh blade he holds. A body intended for one thing – Annihilation. His loud roar echoes throughout the arena.

As the crowd watches, their hands are cold and impatient with lust for the coming moment. The rich men men look on with curiosity in the safeness of their pews. Everyone is waiting for the inevitable clash.

As he watches his enemy, his gut sinks…but for a second. He kneels down, grabs a handful of the mud beneath him, stained with sweat and blood, and lets it sift through his fingers. He runs his hand softly along the sharpened blade, and grips the soft bending leather. He rises, and faces the figure across from him.

The scarring on his body evoke memories of error, and as he stands there, staring into the dark eyes of the opponent across from him, it comes over him. A rushing feeling runs through his veins and into his fingertips.

He digs his feet into the ground.

He squeezes the handle and let’s out a cry that will be remembered for ages.

He charges.

His eyes snap open quickly. He’s been dreaming again. He paused and takes a deep breath, slides his hands over the beautiful old wood and grips the sides of the speakers podium.

He is finally ready.

He speaks

“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.” – Theodore Roosevelt

Our lives are the grandest arena. Much of the time, that approaching figure across from us is fear. Fear not only to perform the specific act, but fear to really attain something that you truly have been thinking about doing. It truly sounds strange initially, however it occurs. It is absolutely what keeps us from being great. That little fear of basically being a light out in the world for lots of people to see and for many to judge must never be put out. We must not play little. The credit is paid to the man who is trying and failing. It is not paid to those who look on a critique that same man for the things he is doing. Always remember that. Don’t be terrified of falling in the dust. Our scars beautifully outline our journey, and make it just that much more unique.

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