oh the wisdom of friends...

i'm sitting at my desk in my cute little spanish classroom. i should be working (it's one of my few preps and i have grades to input, but i decided they could wait).

i've been thinking about fear. of things i am afraid of. of how it can hinder my life. and thinking about trust.

i conquered much by jumping out of a plane. fear of falling. fear of dying. fear of heights. i trusted the plane. i trusted raff. i trusted the parachutes. i trusted the people who told me it was going to be ok. i trusted myself. i trusted.

i realized it has taken me a long time to implement that trust into the areas that are "scary" for me. but once i did, they seemed a lot less frightening and i feel more in control. empowered.

yet i forget to implement that same trust into other areas of life. hmmm...why?

i'm not sure i have the answer. yesterday, in conversation with a dear friend, i was reminded that the same method of understanding and trust used when i was "living dangerously" in my jump, could be used to "live dangerously" in other aspects of life. very wise and sound advice from a wise and sound friend.

so my point is, don't just "live dangerously" in physical adventures. spread that way of living into everything. i think in the end we will realize that it made all the difference. that we lived. that we conquered. that we didn't have regrets.