I used to think I was safe if I lead a little life that avoided anything remotely dangerous or daring. And then, one day, I was walking along the road and a chimney stack fell on my head. If that’s not a sign from above, I don’t know what is. I look it to mean that there was absolutely no point in hiding – physically or emotionally – because safety was an illusion. After that I began risking my heart & reaching out, I smiled at strangers, I went travelling, I did daring things that had scared me silly before. It was wonderful. Now I believe that, since we’re never safe, we might as well live life to the full!
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Published on March 22, 2014 13:56