I’m gazing at the picture of those stepping-stones reaching out into what looks like pretty deep water. The question posed on the photo asks if I’m ready to take a step.
It reminds me of the steps I’ve taken in the past – things that have meant walking away from the familiar (a job, a relationship, a country, for example) towards something unknown, or at least uncertain. It usually felt as though I was taking a leap into a deep pool of dark water. Scary, to say the least, especially when nobody else wanted to take the same kinds of risks.
Looking back, how glad I am that I took those risks, stepped onto the stepping-stones, jumped into the unknown. My life has been far richer and enlightening than if I’d stayed where I was, on the safe side, without getting my feet wet.