What would you attempt to do if you knew you could not fail?
That’s the quote hanging in my husband’s new office. He’s ventured into a new business, a step that took nerve and gumption. I thought the quote suited the moment perfectly. How hard is it for us to try something new? To quit being afraid? To say I’m going to go for it no matter the risks? My hubby made that step and I couldn’t be more proud of him and his drive.
That quote suits us all, doesn’t it? How often would we try more, give more, if only we knew we would not fail in our attempts? I think for most of us, that fear of failure keeps us glued to the ground below us.
For the past three weeks, we have had varied amounts of winter precipitation. From snow to ice, we’ve missed 8.5 days out of the last 14. Since we’ve got 13 built-in weather days, I’ve found these days a treat. Honestly, like some gift from above. The first week, I was a vegetable. I ate, cleaned a little, vegged out. The past two, something else has happened. Something totally wonderful and unexpected considering the constant gray skies we’ve had. I started writing again! It actually started out as voracious reading…reading everything I could get my hands on, including some of my old stories. Then boom, it turned into writing. In the past few days alone, I’ve written for hours at a time, page after page that are effortlessly flowing out.
These are great moments for me…like indescribable, giddy moments where I become lost in a world in my head that flows out through my fingers. Ah…heaven.
These three weeks of being able to go into my zone, to create often, to do something I love so much have been a reminder that someday, one day I want to write all the time.
But what if I fail? What if I’m not good enough? What if nobody likes what I write?
You know what? Those are all real feelings and concerns but what if I never do it because I’m just afraid? To me that’s worse. To me, that’s scarier than the alternative.
Maybe I need a copy of hubby’s new quote tattooed to my wrist (just kidding), or somewhere up where I can see it every day. Maybe we all need a reminder to live for more instead of dying in fear. Maybe life shouldn’t be controlled by fear but led by gumption, and drive, and hope. Maybe failure only truly occurs when we simply quit trying.