It’s Not Confidence That Allows Us to Leap Into the Unknown, It’s This

Massive, novel action (meaning something we’re unfamiliar with) requires we move forward in the face of our fears, self-doubt, and feeling like an impostor.

It’s like standing at the edge of a cliff in an existential tug-o-war.

The desire for change and fear of change pull us into the unknown and back into the known.

Much has been written and spoken about regarding this moment, and almost all that I’ve consumed points to cultivating the confidence to leap.

I’ve stood at the cliff’s edge, walked back to the known, and leaped into the unknown.

I know my life improves more when I leap into the unknown than I walk back to the known.

But I wasn’t feeling confident when I leaped; for me, confidence came the nano-second my feet were no longer on the ground.

So what was the actual force that compelled me to leap?

There are two; they’re the precursors I need to leap.

Mission: Why the hell would I voluntarily leap into the abyss? Why would I subject myself to the potential of all my fears coming true? Why would I engage in an activity that will highlight things I currently suck at?