When taking a risk is as important as taking a breath

I felt so much tension in my body this morning I knew there was something I wanted to say that I was not saying. I had been trying to ask someone to do something with me and every time I was about to ask them the conversation turned to another topic. And I made it mean I was not supposed to ask. (I did not even ask a question about it!)

But it kept coming up so I just did it. And when they answered yes I felt so much lightness and expansion I knew this was the “right” choice.

So how many times have you stopped yourself because it was too scary? Or because it did not look “in the flow”?

What if taking a risk was the step that was required right now for you to move forward?

What if you don’t take a risk you die?

Do you have some kind of ailment that keeps coming back no matter what you do? Do you have a situation that won’t budget no matter how much thinking and efforting you have taken on? What if all that was required was to do that one thing you think is crazy or makes no sense at all?

What if you reserved a hotel in the place you want to visit so badly and then figure out how to get there? What if you asked that hot guy or hot girl out and finally get an answer? What if you borrowed money to take that class and see what you can create from there? What if you moved across country without knowing where you will land?

What if asking the question you wanted to ask would deliver everything you ever dreamt of?

How does it get any better than this?