What if…



The other day a friend on Facebook posted a link to a hang gliding school in Eastern Washington and exclaimed that he was going to try it out this Summer. Then another friend said that she wanted to try it, as well. I took one look at the link and thought to myself, “there is no fucking way I would ever try that.” I didn’t write that though. I said something like, “I don’t think so but it looks fun. I wish I had the guts to do something like that.”

I thought about what I said. “I wish I had the guts to do something like that.”

I was running the following morning and while I was running I was wondering why I didn’t have the guts to do that. Then I realized how fearful I am of so many things, and how that fear gets in the way of the enjoyment of life sometimes.

So, I thought to myself, “What if I dedicated the rest of my life to facing my fears? What if that is what my life is about, from now on?”

What is fear, anyway? It’s just a feeling. It’s a feeling that gets way more power than it deserves.

So. What if?

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