I’m pretty good at taking leaps, if I do say so myself. Not physical ones (goodness no, I am so uncoordinated), but life leaps.
I guess I’m missing a sieve that filters all the uncalculated and unfounded ideas I have.
Really big things, yeah, I’ll sit back and think long and hard about…for example, I’m not going to up and quit my job at the bat of an eye. I’ll spend months in my head going over the pluses and minuses of those kinds of leaps.
But, in the moment, I live and die by the notion: “Well, I have nothing to lose…”
At this point, I still really don’t have much to lose. I know I’ll get to the place in my life where that’ll change. So, my thought is that I ought to take advantage of where I am now.
If I get something into my head, I will generally go all-in. And there is not one single person who can stop me.
Most of the time, things work out. Or if I fall, I don’t fall terribly hard. Usually, it’s a stumble and I can quickly right myself. But occasionally, it’s a knock-the-breath-out-of-you impact.
Those missteps are harder to reconcile.
Wallow and cringe for a while, but eventually you have to change the narrative.
You have to change your thoughts from “Shit, what did I do?” to “Ok, that happened…and this is what I learned from it. And this is why it’s pretty hilarious…” Or you think: “Ok, that happened…and this is what I learned from it. And it sucked and it was awful, but this is how I grew from it…”
At the very least, you end up with a good story.
Figuring out how to change your tragedies into humor and/or lessons is one of the key things I’ve learned in the past few years.
Going through shit for nothing isn’t productive.
Make your shit mean something.
Every damn thing I have in my life right now came from a leap. Every. Single. Thing.
They may not all have been intentional leaps; at times I was pushed into situations. I had to figure out how to fall as I fell. But looking back, I appreciate being pushed, as hard as it was at the time.
Leaping means challenging yourself.
Leaping means possibilities.
Leaping means building who you are.
Without taking leaps, there’s no adventure, no great stories, no learning.
There’s no finding what’s right.