Security

 

Security is an illusion held onto by small people with small visions. It requires absolute control and restrictions that I may have out grown.

My world is expanding. My horizons are so broad, so beautiful, so extraordinary now.

The safety of sure things pales beside the awe of the unknown, but the unknown beckons to me with loving fingers.

"Come," it seems to say. "Take a chance on me. Live out your dream in a way only the courageous ever know."

And I, trembling, bow my head and reach out with both hands. Acquiescing and choosing in one fell swoop.

Moving into a realm so new I cannot even begin to imagine it.