Here I stand, in the New Year with my toes hanging over the edge.
Faith tells me to jump, that my wings will work once I let go and soar.
Fear keeps my feet grounded.
This weekend, I watched my son fear a new playground experience. I held his hand walking him up the stairs. Once down the slide the seal was broken. After that he was inseparable from the slide. He joyfully climbed the stairs and slid without need of another ounce of intervention.
Where am I holding myself back in fear of something new? Holding back my experience of joy and open heartedness?
Where can I stretch my limits, growing into new, uncharted territories and expanding my horizons?
The only way to grow is to stretch, pushing myself to and past the edge of comfort. To expand is to create. To create is to love. An open heart expands into more love, pushing into new territories.
Perhaps the push off is blocked by the fear of feeling all alone. It is already a challenge to feel like I’m on the fringes, to actually take my feet off the ground and fly: Interstellar.
May we all be free of the fear that binds us to our smallness, and thus preventing us from realizing our Greatness.
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