Out on a Limb

by | Nov 14, 2012 | Stories

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Model: Kathryn Weiss

“Why not go out on a limb? That’s where the fruit is.” – Mark Twain

There are many literal risks involved with going out on a limb. A tree is a safe place for many creatures to hide. Trees represent stability, deep rooted strength, and a sense of peace. However, the limbs can be quite flimsy and unpredictable. Going out on the limb can be an exhilarating way to get one step closer to the sense of freedom or soaring through the clouds like a bird; a tiny taste of heaven. Either that or you will come crashing down and probably land in a pile of rocks. The literal risks associated with inching our way off the branches has transitioned to something very different.

How can we really know our real potential if we never test the waters? I am a creature of habit, comfort, and routine. I don’t like it when my dresses are mixed with the skirts in my closet let alone making life altering changes. I drive the same route to work everyday even though I know damn well it is the long way. It is the way I know so I stick with it.

I have programmed my brain to accept mediocrity at the mercy of playing it safe and practical. I work in one of those jobs that are generally associated with tucked and belted brainiacs. It starts at the same time every weekday and ends at the same time. The hours that are occupied at work are generally the same each day give or take a few different cuss words aimed at my computer screen when something does not add up properly. Those who really know me laugh at my determination to fit the mold I have created in order to keep myself sane.

My bubble has kept me content for a number of years. It is only recently that I have started wondering what more is out there. What sort of exciting adventures could I get myself into? There has to be more than the American dream associated with working long hours just to drive the sweetest car in the lot. I’m beginning to look at my impressive collection of shoes and power suits with a different eye. If I was brave, I would sell my house and travel the world on one of those journeys to “find myself” like the lucky kids do after high school. I don’t know if I have the courage required to really go that far out on the limb. I am more like the inch worm slowly considering leaving the safe haven of the underbrush. One inch at a time.

All this brings me to another quote: “A ship in harbor is safe, but that is not what ships are for.” – John A Shedd

To be continued…

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