Saturday, March 22, 2014

So much is possible. So many things to do, to see, to be.

But the fear of the unknown conspires with the drug of the familiar to keep us where we are.

Where does fear come from? Fear of change, fear of missing out, it's really fear of regret. We fear what 'could have been'.

Jump, they say, and a net will appear. And for a moment we feel flushed and capable and bold...and then we say...will it ? What if it doesn't ?

Well, what if it doesn't ? We fail ? How do we know the net holding us up today will stay forever. We don't of course, but it feels more real.

It's just a trick, an illusion. A net is a net. Whether we are on one today or jumping towards a new one, all nets give away sometimes. And rationally we have no way of predicting which one holds up better in the long run. But because the one we are on feels familiar we cling to it.

Life is complicated. One just has to accept this and move on. 

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