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Assignment 7: Risk
Years ago, on a hike through Eastern Oregon's Strawberry Mountains, the woman leading our little group of (not very fit and kinda scared) hikers taught us a little song:
"Be careful what you lean on/It may not hold you up/Or lean freely/And be prepared to make an art of falling."
Most of my adult life, I've made an art of jumping off figurative cliffs without a parachute.
I've quit jobs - and entire careers - without any idea what would come next. I've moved halfway across a continent to pursue a new opportunity that scared the hell out of me. I've dived into chances for love without knowing whether there would be any future in it, and lived through the consequences, even when they ripped my heart apart.
And now, standing on the brink of old age, not knowing what the future may bring ... I can honestly say I don't regret a thing.
Assignment 7: Risk
Years ago, on a hike through Eastern Oregon's Strawberry Mountains, the woman leading our little group of (not very fit and kinda scared) hikers taught us a little song:
"Be careful what you lean on/It may not hold you up/Or lean freely/And be prepared to make an art of falling."
Most of my adult life, I've made an art of jumping off figurative cliffs without a parachute.
I've quit jobs - and entire careers - without any idea what would come next. I've moved halfway across a continent to pursue a new opportunity that scared the hell out of me. I've dived into chances for love without knowing whether there would be any future in it, and lived through the consequences, even when they ripped my heart apart.
And now, standing on the brink of old age, not knowing what the future may bring ... I can honestly say I don't regret a thing.