Most of the time the future was pretty clear for her
It might not be the most exciting or glamorous, but it was predictable, just the way she wanted
So imagine her surprise when things started being murky
The fog descended on her future, and she was so scared she never took another step.
Putting the focused energy of emotion into the “thing”
And feeling like even if it doesn’t work, well you are still one step closer
Such that you recognize that the wall exists
So you can dig under it, climb over it, blow it up, make a tunnel through
If you don’t have that focus, that wall hurts to run into
Once, twice you will run into it and then wander off because it is too much
Never finding out what is on the other side
Coming up to the edge and looking down
Leaves her feeling butterflies in the stomach and light headed
It makes her feel like she could fly if she just had faith and took that last step.
Focusing on that feeling, she makes her decision and closes her eyes, allowing herself to drop
Falling backward, she lands on a pillow of grass, happy with her choice
Putting together ideas that function in lock step
Letting the dominos fall till their inevitable conclusion is so satisfying
And yet, without question, something will not go as you projected
Now how you engineer what comes after is a true test of your design
Supernova hatred exploded from Jim.
The waves of revulsion swept over Andy, knocking him back a step.
Andy worried about what was left of the man who used to be his best friend.
Realizing that now a black hole was where Jim’s heart used to be.
She took out the long wooden stake and drove it into his heart
The vampire shuddered once before collapsing to the tabletop
Emily smiled. Buffy had nothing on her
Alan took a step back from her, horrified
Killing someone in cold blood because they liked their sirloin rare seemed a bit over the top
Proof that you are moving forward can be hard to find
Realize that sometimes just not going backwards as fast is something
Or stay still as everyone around you marches somewhere you don’t want to go
Grieve when you need to grieve, that allow you to move forward
Rest when you are tired. That allows you to move forward
Every step might feel like you are wading through a riptide
So much of life can be like that
Still, one step, then another, always trying. That is how it works. Give yourself credit for…
Soapy bubbles covering his body he dropped his soap by his feet
Leaning down to retrieve it, he took a small step.
It left him unbalanced, he reached out to stop the fall, but down he went
Pulling the shower curtain down with him
Putting him on the floor, underneath the curtain, with the shower still on
Everyone rushed to the bathroom and saw him there sprawled on the floor
Reaching for the toilet, he levered himself into a sitting position
Yielding him a standing ovation from his roommates and a ten from the Russian judge
Leaving the ground behind one step at a time
As I climb higher and higher into the sky
Don’t look down though
Don’t ever look down. That my knees will knock
Eventually, I stop and wonder how high I have gone
Realizing I was only three rungs up.
Conundrum of faith
Looking over the edge and seeing only the unknown
It makes one pause wondering if you should take that next step
Following your heart, believing that you can fly or…
Fearing the fall and fitfully fleeing…