Wednesday, 21 April 2010

Delicate


I'm feeling delicate today.

I'm excited. I can feel possibilities and ideas welling up inside me. I can feel my little bubble of safety stretching and growing. My usual excuses are ringing dull in my ears, I don't believe them anymore. I believe in myself. I want to take steps forward while I feel able. Actually, forget steps. I want to jump into something, both feet together. I'm sick of playing safe.

Ideas and grandiose plans are rushing through my mind... but I'm observing them from a distance, hardly able to breathe in case I blow them away again. I want them to stay, I want them to be a part of me. I want to hold them close without being afraid of them vanishing like a dream.

And so I come back to steps. Baby steps that I can take towards my dreams without frightening them away. But where do I go from here? What's my first step?