I just read a fabulous article that I’ll call “What’s holding you back?”.  No-matter who you are, or how adventurous, there is always something holding you back. Julian Smith gives us a quick and humorous reminder of what it means to fear, to be on the edge, and a challenge to answer, out loud :  “What is holding me back?”.  Read the article and say it out loud: “(place excuse here) is holding me back”.  Now do something about it.

Fear

Everyone is afraid of something – period. Whether it’s speaking in front of large crowds, making a decision that you can’t change, failure, or looking foolish in front of people. I learned a really helpful phrase years ago while in the military, and I teach this to my children all the time.  “A Brave hero is not one who is without fear. A Brave Hero is one who is afraid, and runs into battle in spite of his fear”.

“Most people run away from the sound of gun-fire, Marines run towards it!”. (Can’t remember who said it)

“I don’t believe anyone who says they are not nervous before speaking in front of a large crowd. They are not being honest with themselves” Paraphrased from Lynn Allen.

Failure and the Edge

I have a problem with failure. I don’t like it. The cutting edge isn’t easy, and people sometimes fall… but it’s where the leaders are running. “If you’re not in the lead, the view never changes”. Which brings me to the key statement in Julian’s article: being afraid of falling by ‘getting too close to the edge’.

Thing is, the edge is where all the cool stuff happens

That is so true. So I spend day after day clawing my way along the edge. The more I push, the more I fall. However I get up with a goofy smile on my face as I remember how foolish I looked, and glance back for just a second to see how far I have come. Then I turn and charge after those that are in the lead.

So what’s it gonna be?

Did I fail this year? Did I look foolish? Yes, Yes, Yes. So what. I went after it all and when things fell apart, no matter how bad I did, I still pushed on. You have to be able to laugh at your mistakes, and you have to learn from them.

Which brings me to the question I ask my children, and now I ask you. Who do you want picking you up after you fall: The best who will laugh hysterically at you, or those that just don’t care either way?

So what’s it gonna be? A kick in the ass and ‘that’s giving it hell there JAFO’, or will it be “there there, it’ll be all right”

The link to the humorous article by Julian Smith