To Fly or Fall?

Photo credit: 4ELEVEN Images / Foter / Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 2.0 Generic (CC BY-NC-ND 2.0)

There is so much negativity in this world. And for some reason, it spreads faster than all the good stuff. Sometimes I feel like I drown in it. The air is so thick that it’s hard to swallow. But I have to breathe, so I inhale the fumes, longing for some fresh air. It’s so easy to get sucked into the idea that all is lost. Why is it so hard to pick ourselves up out of the dirt that we don’t really want to roll in?

I think we get too comfortable. We feel secure with where we’re at and what we’re doing in the moment. It’s not that we are fulfilled by it, but we don’t have the will or the energy to fight for what we really want. We succumb to the parasite, knowing that it will make us numb. That same parasite gnaws at our dreams until there’s only crumbs left. We become so scared to get out of our comfort zone that we accept the things we loathe.

I feel like I’ve done that with my life. I’ve become stagnant. Not long ago, I was an adventurer taking flight and traveling the world. I was eager to experience everything, even the uncomfortable or the unknown. I still am that person. But because of how I’ve been living the past few years, I’ve become less comfortable pushing the limits.

I’ve begun to believe the lies about the sky falling. I’ve been panicked when I should be calm and worried when I should be enjoying the thrill of the ride. New experiences should be exciting, not frightening. After all, without them, life would be one big blur of monotony. The only way to grow individually is to be challenged individually.

I can’t expect to develop into a better person by sitting around waiting for it to happen. It’s time for some action on my part. I have to remove myself from the dullness of my box and get back out there. It’s certainly time for a new route along this journey.

Cliff diving would be the perfect symbolic initiation into a new adventure. I’d like to view it as a short flight rather than a fall. But then, I am a dreamer.

I’m so ready to let go, take the leap, and linger in the air just long enough to be able to savor the crisp, cold water at the bottom. Let’s go diving!

 

Photo credit: 4ELEVEN Images / Foter /Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 2.0 Generic (CC BY-NC-ND 2.0)

 

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