About
Ouching It Begins...
... when you seek truth over comfort to enlarge your life.
It’s the thing that spurs you to say: “I like you,” or “I’m worth more.” It sets free that honey-bee idea that might sting. It waits to afford those shoes, is an unfollow, a 6 a.m. run or a pass on that drink.
It faces up to cancer.
Ouching It muzzles fear and unsticks careers, money, romance, family and fun.
It betters body, mind and spirit.
It does take guts; it chooses what is good over what feels good, it removes the brave face to put on brave and it begins, ends or endures to win the long-game.
And it breeds authentic relationship. Friends will have your back, will hold up the truth and will energise you. You won’t be a spectator anymore; you’ll be in the arena getting set up for a slam dunk.
Then the stories will be told. They’ll be daring, honest and infectious, they’ll bring others out of hiding and they’ll inspire lion-hearted living.
Ouching It Began…
When three friends regularly met to encourage wholehearted living. They ditched pretence, asked the difficult questions, and their friendships flourished.
Not only did they flourish, but so did relationships with those around them. Mums and dads, siblings, other friends, colleagues, bosses, whoever, responded to vulnerability with vulnerability and reaped their own rewards. It was contagious.
One day, one of the friends shared an ache about a lad. Another of the friends responded, “Hey, you’re Ouching It.” And so the practice was christened, and a phrase coined to acknowledge, cheer, and encourage that sorta whole-hearted living.
Ouching It happens…
When you grab a drink with friends, or get on the phone, share what’s going on and get encouraged to a make brave decisions. It carries on when you tell the tale and compel others to live their best lives. There; we said it!
Ouching It is endorsed by... ;)
... Teddy Roosevelt, president of the USA from 1901 - 1909. Well, Nush believes he would have, given the chance:
‘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.’
Plus everyone who’s ever knowingly, or unknowingly, Ouched It.
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