Being brave doesn't mean I'm not afraid. Fear rises in me at times just like it does in most creatures. (Embracing uncertainty doesn't always come easily.) I find my courage in spite of my fear... because of it. Bravery is my rebellion against being afraid. Living in my own way, making decisions based on love, courting new experiences and exhilarations... this is the best revenge, the real victory over fear.
Writing this has helped me make a firm decision to go flying with a friend's husband. The last time I saw them, I promised that I would go with him the next time I was there, but I was beginning to quaver on my promise. Now, I'm going flying! Being brave feels so good. I highly recommend it.