Taking the Risk

Dancing with life to the bold tune of risk,

Minute changes, practically meaningless.
Cannot yet name the effect of the cause

So the unknown can excuse every pause.

Courage or bravery aren't amiss;

It's solely a question of benefits:

Would they outweigh all the cons of the list?

Can't ever know until taking the risk.

To Risk

What is it to risk?

Is it reckless, wise? Brave? Foolish?

I believe in thought, consideration, planning. I'm pretty miserable when it comes to being spontaneous. Yet, I have started to find that being too careful can sometimes lead to loss, too. Lost chances, one moment in life opportunities.

Our smallest choices can have the most unimaginable effects on the world. Choosing to hold the muni door for someone might get one person to work on time and another to be late. Of course, I personally think that good intentions in our choices regarding the lives of others tend to lead to good things. But what about when it comes down to your own life?

The risk of rejection, of loss, of pain, of hurting another, of guilt - these are all terribly overwhelming in facing choices of career, moving cities, love, education, family life, and so on. They certainly should be carefully considered.

But sometimes there isn't going to be a right answer before the choice is made. And then it's like having a cherry-red Mustang convertible in the garage and never taking it for a ride.

Life is about the journey. It's about making the choices, taking the risks, and growing through both the successes and the failures. If we don't risk, we risk never making the best choice.

Come and See

Today I was beckoned by sunlight and heights.  Come and see.  I tried to resist, roll over, stay in bed, but the blue sky was insistent.  Come and see.  I took my time, did other things, but kept coming back to the window.  The green trees swayed. Come and see. 
So I relented.  I prepared, taking only what I needed.  I found a friend to come along.  The journey was challenging and sometimes I had to stop to take a breath.  But the glimpses of the view to come were exciting.  Come and see.  I kept going.
And when I arrived at the top, I could see where I started and how far I had come.   I had risked and won and all along the heights knew that I could do it.  The sunlight celebrated with me.  The air rejuvenated me.  I could stretch my arms and touch the sky.  The world below was mine.

Come and see and believe and testify.