When I first created my blog in October of 2016, I was really uncertain of what to name it. The name felt very important, very symbolic, and I went back and forth contemplating many different possibilities. When Brave and Reckless popped into my head, I immediately knew that it was “the one.” It represented a promise that I made to myself on my 50th birthday to reclaim my voice and speak my truth no matter how uncomfortable or unsettling it might be for others. I needed to be authentically and fully myself, embrace my light and my dark, my beauty and my ugly, my compassion and my selfishness without apology. I reclaimed my writing voice after almost 12 years of silence and over the last few months I have also been reclaiming my body, a place I have not always felt at home. Brave and Reckless has never been just the name of my blog– it is the way I am trying to embrace my life, letting go of my fears, and not letting my past define me.
The picture below is my belated 51st birthday present to myself and I couldn’t think of more appropriate group of people to share it with. I will be going back in April to get the finishing touches but this is another important step in my journey.