The big wait

Also known as most of our lives.

Waiting to do something, waiting to be somewhere else, waiting for permission, waiting for others, waiting for more money, waiting for the right time…just waiting.

Insane, isn’t it.

Permanently at the red light, waiting for it to magically turn green.

Risk is why life is magical, perfection never comes, other people’s views don’t count, at some point we all have to stop waiting.

I am a smarty pants

When others mess up or try something risky or new, we often sit there and reassure ourselves that would never happen to us, we’d never make such mistakes, how didn’t they now that would happen, sometimes even laughing at them and thinking or even saying things like ‘who could be that stupid’.

It is not our judgements of what others can or can’t do or what they should know that will make a difference, it is what we are prepared to do ourselves that really counts.

It’s easy to be smarty pants as the observer but much braver as the doer to risk ridicule and failure. It is hard to step into the ring and face down the critics.

But the rewards of showing up are so much better than observing others.