Piggyback-ing on last week’s life of its own, I just jumped into the first car of this week’s roller coaster and went with it as it whipped wildly around uncharted corners. I held on tight, not knowing what to expect on the tracks that lay ahead.
The ride did not disappoint.
I am going with the flow, the best I can, sometimes finding myself lower than I ever imagined I could be and then, without warning, climbing higher than I ever thought I could go.
I am plowing through the hard stuff with purpose; not always smiling or being as graceful as my mind’s eye wants me to be but I am moving forward.
“Courage is not the absence of fear, but is the presence of fear and the will to go on” ~Shashank R
Now, I’m here, where I’ve worked so hard to get to.
I am standing on the edge of a canyon.
Cautiously, my feet inch closer to the point of no return. My arms are extended wide.
I’m feeling exposed, vulnerable. But that’s Okay and only temporary.
Besides, I’m also feeling stronger than ever.
There is no turning back.
I understand that. I wouldn’t want to.
I don’t look down because I know there is nothing but faith in myself to catch this fall.
And I will fall.
That is after all, what I’ve come here to do; leap into a new life.
I’m scared but I will step forward into the fear with confidence and embrace it like a warm bath, letting the promise of a new life envelop me.
And while it’s true I will fall — at first anyway– I have precious cargo in tow, I do have faith in myself and my intention, is to soar!
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