I spent the first 26 years of my life spotlighting my next step. I wanted to make sure my subsequent move was properly lit so I could ensure my landing would be clean and seamless. I have made a life of choosing the safe move over the right move. I didn't want to stumble. I didn't want to chance things not working out perfectly. The past year of my life has been the exact opposite. My days have been filled with leaps into complete darkness, but with each bound, I have let in much more light.
We humans spent our infant years wobbling instead of walking, and we assume that once we hit our stride in adulthood that every move needs to be deemed safe and secure before being made to alleviate the fear of falling; however, that's not the way life is meant to be lived. I am now convinced we spent our infancy learning to walk and then inevitably tumbling as a precursor to our adult years.
It was during those years we learned the most important lesson we could ever hope to discover in our lives: getting up after we fall. Life is meant to be full of leaps of faith into arenas where a safe landing isn't guaranteed, and even if the leap doesn't work, you already know how to get back up and try again. Because just like in your younger years, if you don't get up and take those scary trembling steps or leaps, you will spend your life crawling, or even worse, stationary.
I urge you all to make your only mode of transportation a leap of faith because it's the only way you can soar. Life is meant to be lived, and the more you live it the messier it is. You'll never know what you're truly capable of or what is out waiting for you if you are too busy looking down to make sure your next step is pristine. The treasures of life are often waiting behind what we can't see. Don't settle for good when great is waiting just a bound ahead.
I hope you all have an incredible holiday season!
May your 2015 be full of daring leaps,