The Leap

Sometimes one has to just trust to fate and fling oneself into the void.

For some of us, that’s easier. Fall back and trust hands will catch. Close eyes and trust others to lead in the dark.

For some of us it’s harder, we think too much. Second guess. We look beyond and under and around, we ask, is it right? Is it good? Are people to be trusted?

Who are you, and what do you want from me?

I’m not a great planner. I tend, in general, to be impulsive. I tend to do things on whim. There’s no gratification, I always say, like instant gratification.

But I’m also not one who trusts easily, who does things on faith. Let’s double check that, I say. Are you sure? I second guess and think too much. I question and consider and re-think.

Sometimes one has to just do it. Just go. Just make a leap, and hope for good luck.

Sometimes one has to trust for no reason, do things for love or passion or just because.

It’s not easy. It’s not easy to open. Bare the throat. Drop the shield. All defenses gone, cut the safety line.

Is that freedom? True freedom? I don’t know.

Just once though, I would love to be there. To live in a place and a time and a situation where all the walls drop down and souls are laid bare.

Take my hand. Close your eyes. Jump with me.