Aug 17, 2011 07:28
I was in Boy Scouts growing up. We went camping on several occasions, but I recall one specific trip we took to Johnson Shut-Ins in Missouri when I was probably about 13. Near our camp was a series of streams eventually leading up to a several high cliffs towering over deep pools of water. A number of us climbed these cliffs and eventually mustered up the courage to jump some 50-70 feet off them into the pools below.
Eventually, I decided to give it a shot and ascended the cliff. I stood at the top looking down for a good few minutes, in awe at what I was about to consider doing. As I stared down and got lost in thought, everything inside me told me not to do this...probably rightly so. Nonetheless, someone else behind me eventually told me something:
"You can't think about it...you just have to go for it and before you realize it, it's over."
Another minute or two later, I found myself taking that uncalculated leap into the pools of water below. The descent seemed to last forever, but it didn't matter...I had finally done it, and it felt great.
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It seems some decisions in life aren't meant to be carefully calculated. They aren't meant to be constantly pondered over, analyzed or questioned. It sometimes just takes a small, perhaps almost irrational, impulse to finally "take that leap".
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