Courage to Cross

We all have those moments where we find ourselves on a staircase, or on the coast of an ocean, or on the edge of a bridge, wanting to move forward, wanting to succeed. Hesitancy clouds the way, our own doubts and insecurities trying to talk us out of taking those first few crucial steps.

But we do. We are brave. For the first few steps, at least.

It is one thing to start a journery, but another finish it. Those first few steps, though I hate to say it, are easier than the ones right in the middle of the staircase, the ocean, the bridge. Each step gets harder as we journery farther and farther away from security. Safety. Horizon. But soon enough, we find ourselves in a place along our path where we are close enough to the beginning to turn back, but just far enough that we must keep going, or else face failure. It is giving up to turn back now. Retrogressing. Losing faith.

And whatever we do in this life, we must never lose faith.

And I know it's scary, I know it's hard. But when those times come where you're holding on to something, that last bit of security, that anchor to your comfort zone--those are the times where you need most to let go. To cross the middle of the bridge. To climb the half-way stair. To row past the horizon. You will never complete your journey unless you find that courage.

So look deep. Deep inside yourself. Find whatever it is that's holding you back, and cut the line. Move forward. Be brave. Have courage.

And cross that ocean.