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  • There’s an edge. We spend most of our time inside it, well away from it, gaining a level of comfort knowing that it’s far enough away that we don’t have to fear it.

    Then, something pushes us towards it. We move ever closer to it. It grows in importance within our psyches. It occupies more of our imagination. A part of us thrills at the idea of living closer to the edge, but another part begins to succumb to the fear of the edge.

    What if we fall over it? What if we get cut on it? Edges tend to be sharp. What if it kills us – destroys our spirit?

    Then, we quickly realize that the fear of it is doing just that. As we succumb to it, and begin to live in the fear, we simultaneously find ourselves in an almost constant state of worry, and ever so subtly, find ourselves rehearsing, mentally, what will happen when we go past that edge. All of this fear and worrying are what slowly eat away at our spirit, and before we even reach the edge, it has practically destroyed our spirit already.

    If we’re lucky, someone helps us to realize what we’re doing, and we find a way to stop doing that. Stop fearing it. Embrace the excitement of it. Breathe through it, so the excitement doesn’t cause you to lose your breath and turn blue in fearful anticipation. You want to be alive when you’re on the edge.

    There it is, you’re almost there, just a few more inches – there’s no turning back now – now, lift you’re shaking wings, lift them up to the sky, spread them wide – and FLY. Be free. There’s nothing to fear, now, but what’s in your head. The flight is a wondrous thing. Go ahead – you can do it. Yes!
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