at the precipice
faith that the net will appear
waivers firms waivers
Face the fear and do it anyway. That's the only way. We often fear the unknown and in so doing, trod the known rut far too long.
The butterfly stomach speaks to that little voice of doubt. I've embraced it as part and parcel, boon companion on the path of my new adventure.
“The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say”