You have to jump!

You have to take a leap of faith.

Too many people hang around on the edge of the cliff of life, watching others soaring by – with a skip in their step, a smile on their face, and a whole lot of ‘good times’ going on.

And do you know why they are soaring with a skip in their step, a smile on their face, and a whole lot of ‘good times’ going on?

They are soaring because their parachute has opened.

But here’s the thing. The only way to get your parachute to open is to jump.

I’m not saying that’s an easy thing to do. Because when you jump I can assure you of one thing – your parachute will not open. You’ll smash yourself against the rocks on the side of the cliff. You will tear chunks of flesh out of your back. You will seriously fucking hurt yourself.

Don’t beat yourself up about it though. Don’t hold yourself accountable to arbitrary bullshit expectations and fantasies. If it means you have to buy your clothes from Vinnies, good on you. Just put in the hard yards, enjoy eating shit and dirt, and keep grinding away, and don’t give a shit about what anybody else says or thinks.

And then, eventually, your parachute will open. And you too will be one of those people with a skip in their step, a smile on their face, and a whole lot of ‘good times’ going on.

But if you don’t jump I promise you one thing. Your parachute will never open, and you will be safe, and you will make it safely to death, and you will never soar.

You have to jump.