What would you dare to do if you knew you couldn’t fail?
A good friend of mine asked me this question a couple of days ago – great question!
I thought about it long and hard. Taking failure out of the equation really opened up a lot of doors for me. Let’s see – there’s skiing down the double black diamond hill. That has to be the closet feeling to flying that you can possibly have.
Then there’s something as simple as swimming. I remember my mother saying: “Nancy, you swim like a rock – you sink to the bottom.” What a great feeling it would be to glide through the water with no fear at all.
And let’s not forget loving unconditionally, with no hesitation or thought of being hurt.
What would you do if fear wasn’t an option for you? What chances would you take if you knew you couldn’t fail? I recently read on article that said the one thing that most people regret at the end of their life was not taking chances. I agree. I refuse to end my life saying “I wish I would have”. In fact, this quote was written for me:
“Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, champagne in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming “WOO HOO what a ride!