“Where do we go from here…. is it down to the lake I fear…*”
There comes a point in everyone’s life when they need to move on.
And if you – yes, you – are nodding your head in understanding, then you probably already know what it feels like to be stuck.
Stuck in a job, stuck in a relationship, stuck in traffic, stuck in an elevator.
No matter the circumstances, that feeling of frustration and the seeming inability move forward is one that messes with your head.
Unlike being caught in an elevator, or sitting behind forty-‘leven cars at a standstill, the potential outcome of choosing to remain stuck in a big ticket item like a career, a job or a relationship can be detrimental and potentially destructive to your health. But choosing to step out is scary.
If you’ve read this far and are still sitting there nodding your head, well, you’ll know all this, too.
You’ll know it’s safe standing inside, despite the head crazies. It’s secure, being in one spot for a long time. It’s your spot. It’s shaped to fit your life, your style, your bum. It’s like being surrounded by glass walls, all warm and cozy inside but for the lack of fresh air. You can see out, people can see in. They’ll see what you portray, what you want them to see, what picture you choose to present to your audience. Only you, inside your chrysalis, can see both inwards and outwards.
And if you are really, truly honest with yourself – you’ll know that it’s not what you see on the outside that’s scary. It’s what you see – what you know – what’s on the inside that’s visible to you and you alone – that’s the scary part.
Do you dare to step out?
It can be frightening, sure.
It can be threatening. It can be downright terrifying.
And to make that first step out is beyond brave. It’s almost heroic.
Having the bravery, the tenacity, the absolute faith in yourself to step out of that cocoon is huge, and to do it takes amazing, insurmountable courage.
It takes, if you’ll excuse the expression – it takes balls.
But do it, I say.
Just take that first step. You can leap, you can jump, you can tiptoe, hell – if you need it, you can ask a good friend to give you a bloody hard shove.
But whatever it takes, by whatever means you need, just do it.
Take the scariness and the uncertainty and the fear and the worry and the judgement and the insecurity and do it.
Just. Do. It.
The only thing standing between you and the outside, is you.
And how the hell do you know where your journey will take you if you never get off the bus?