| Life is full of opportunities to leap. New jobs, projects, relationships, and chances for financial gain are always on the horizon, but sometimes I get stuck on a ledge. I know I can keep climbing, but it’s comfortable here. The boundaries, terrain, and threats lurking in the area have been identified and are mostly contained. As plush as this plateau is, I can’t grow as a writer, creative, teacher, or person if I don’t keep climbing. That overhang on the adjacent mountain dangles out of reach, taunting me, haunting me, scaring me, cementing me to the ground. What if I miss? What if I plummet into the Great Ravine? The fear of not knowing quickens my breath. I gasp and suck in the anesthetic. It’s potent, so I quickly drift off to sleep. Waking up groggy, I'm still on the ledge, still questioning, still afraid of trying. Shake it off. Muster the moxie. What if, be damned. Today, I shall leap. | Inspired by: |
