I stand on the edge,
Peering into the cavern of greatness.
I want to jump;
To be swallowed whole by purpose,
To be cradled by the velvety arms of contentment.

But like a weed tangled around my ankles,
Fear holds on to me and won’t let me go.
Fear wraps around me so tightly that I can’t take in even




Fear whispers: you.aren’t.goodenough.
(and you never will be.)

But I will fight it. (And I will win.)
I sing loud enough to drown out fear.
I chant my hopes, my dreams, my prayers.
And although it seems as if I am shouting into big, dark nothingness…
I know, I know, that it is out there somewhere.
And that beyond what I can see with my strained eyes,
There is more. Yes, there is more.

I can hear the rush of excitement,
The sighs of the content.
And they call to my soul.
They cry out to my passion
And remind me that I am stronger than fear.

And so I hold my breath
and clench my fists

I jump.

3 Responses to Jump
  1. CathyMartin
    August 23, 2011 | 7:40 pm

    Jump high!!! I love you!

  2. Tara
    August 24, 2011 | 9:55 am

    The fear sucks, but the courage to jump shows how much stronger you are than the fear.