Worth noting that there’s no ‘w’ in reckless. We imagine there might be, since a wreck is entirely possible.
There’s the recklessness of creative generosity. This happens when we show up with our best work, regardless of how it might feel if it doesn’t land with the desired audience.
The recklessness of financial abandon. No budgets, no backup plans. This can feel like commitment, but it’s often a trap.
The recklessness of connection. When we stop holding back and find someone (or something) that is worth our full focus, attention and commitment.
The recklessness of being in love.
The recklessness of radical honesty. When we choose to speak our deepest truths, knowing they might backfire, and yet it’s still worth it.
The recklessness of unlearning. When we deliberately dismantle our carefully constructed expertise and certainties to make space for new ways of seeing and being.
The recklessness of solitude. When we step away from the constant hum of connection and productivity, daring to sit with ourselves in complete silence.
And the recklessness of joy. When we allow ourselves to feel and express unbridled delight in a world that often expects measured restraint and cynical distance.