Courage

What is it that moves a guy from across the room to walk over to the woman he's just made eye contact with? Courage. What is it that propels one to climb to the top of the highest mountain? Courage. The cowardly lion in the Wizard of Oz growled it best - you gotta have courage. In the midst of all that is seemingly too difficult, the breaking point, or even frightful, courage steers us clear from any harm. The crossroads in life may appear cliche on the horizon, but it's inevitable - no doubt. I pride myself with following my heart, my passion, and my gut feeling. Getting there isn't easy, it takes a whole lot of courage. I'm somewhere between the frozen dessert aisle and the produce section. Teetering between what I desire and what I've always known. Complacency, fear, and doubt overshadow reason...knowing when to deviate from the norm is, well, is not "normal". Or whatever we consider the usual. Responsibility, bills, obligations - sifting through all the day-to-day and drilling down to what moves me is the excitement I crave. I've always said if I could sum up my life on a bumper sticker it would read: taking the scenic route. Courage resembles the swimmer diving into the deep end of the pool - you take a deep breath and take the plunge. My regret would be not having the courage to take the plunge. It's unfamiliar, scary and exciting all rolled into one. I'm at a crossroads and I'm relying on courage.