It's nice to be sheltered from the rain. It's nice to feel warm and safe, but does that make us grow? If we never feel the sting of rejection and heartache of failure, in what way will we learn to fly? How will we get the strength to leave the nest, when there is no reason to? Will we sit on our perch up high watching as others feel the wind beneath their wings? Will we sit motionless day after day as we long for the time when we can feel that way? Are we going to wait for others to carry us to where we want to be?
Having a life where the air bursts to life in flight cannot be attained if the fear of failure is not faced. Freedom and self assurance is a product of stepping out when you aren't sure if you have the strength needed to carry you to safety. It means trying and failing, but trying again. It means getting hurt, but standing back up, brushing yourself off and moving on. It means dreaming a dream and trying to see that dream through. You may not always succeed. You may struggle, but what is life without the fight? What is this life without the overcoming of obstacles and the beauty of pain turned into strength? Sometimes I wonder why there must be so much fight in this life, but then I remember, there will surely come freedom in that soon to be flight.
We are not born to stay tucked away in a shell. We are born to break free and leave the remnants of that shell on the beach. We are to explore and find new homes as we grow. If we don't, we will end up cramped and suffocated, because we are too afraid to leave. The more time passes, the less we move, the more we die inside. We can let our insecurities, the opinions of others or circumstances of life drive us into a hermit-like life, or we can wake up tomorrow, push ourselves out of that shell and wade into the water. What's it gonna be?
Having a life where the air bursts to life in flight cannot be attained if the fear of failure is not faced. Freedom and self assurance is a product of stepping out when you aren't sure if you have the strength needed to carry you to safety. It means trying and failing, but trying again. It means getting hurt, but standing back up, brushing yourself off and moving on. It means dreaming a dream and trying to see that dream through. You may not always succeed. You may struggle, but what is life without the fight? What is this life without the overcoming of obstacles and the beauty of pain turned into strength? Sometimes I wonder why there must be so much fight in this life, but then I remember, there will surely come freedom in that soon to be flight.
We are not born to stay tucked away in a shell. We are born to break free and leave the remnants of that shell on the beach. We are to explore and find new homes as we grow. If we don't, we will end up cramped and suffocated, because we are too afraid to leave. The more time passes, the less we move, the more we die inside. We can let our insecurities, the opinions of others or circumstances of life drive us into a hermit-like life, or we can wake up tomorrow, push ourselves out of that shell and wade into the water. What's it gonna be?
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