Fate Loves The Fearless

To me, Fearless is not the absense of fear. It’s not being completely unafraid. To me, Fearless is having fears. Fearless is having doubts. Lots of them. To me, Fearless is living in spite of those things that scare you to death.

Taylor Swift

With today being a Bank Holiday I don’t have long to post (and have other things to do) and only have my phone but four things have come together over the last 22 hours or so that made me think it was worthwhile sharing a thought.  I have about the length of time that it takes someone to go to the toilet to post.  Let’s hope there’s nose powdering or a number 2 involved.  Or both.

The other night someone asked me why I hadn’t asked someone a question.  My answer was that I was scared of putting them in a situation forcing them into a difficult choice between two things.  The scenario I hadn’t thought about was that the decision might not have been difficult.  It might have been staggeringly simple and staggeringly positive.

Then last night’s takeaway arrived with the fortune you see on the featured image.

A new outlook brightens your image and brings new friends.

I thought it was especially apt with Easter, a time of rebirth, just a few days away.  So when I was out today and presented with a fountain, I made a wish, but I decided it was worth going all in so threw in a whole £1.

fountain

(The toilet visit is over).

I figured it was worth the whole £1 because I didn’t have a £2 coin and notes would just disintegrate, so a £1 coin was as all in as I could go.  I read an article years ago that said people who think they’re lucky usually are, so it seemed worth the extra money to make me think I had a chance of making my big wish come true.

I don’t believe that one only regrets the chances not taken, but if a dream or a wish is worth having, it’s worth doing everything you can to make it come true.

Here’s to being fearless.

I’ve got a question on my mind
You can answer in your time
Just don’t freeze like a deer in the headlights

Sometimes it’s the risk of getting hurt
That’s beautiful and worse
Is being numb, feeling nothing at all

A little pain lets you know your alive
We gotta live and love not just survive

Hearts that don’t love can’t be broken
A dream stays a dream if not woken
If you never bleed then you won’t understand
Come pick me red roses with your bare hands

I’m standing right in front of you
But you don’t know what to do
It’s the fear of thorns that keeps you out of the garden

Be brave, be the fool, you’ve never been
’cause i’ll be here to kiss you skin
Melt me on the path where love could begin

Hearts that don’t love can’t be broken
A dream stays a dream if not woken
If you never bleed then you won’t understand
Come pick me red roses with your bare hands

Make me feel i’m worth it
Don’t love me with gloves on
Pick me roses roses with your bare hands
Make me feel i’m worth the scratches

Hearts that don’t love can’t be broken
A dream stays a dream if not woken
If you never bleed then you won’t understand
Come pick me red roses with your bare hands

A little pain lets you know you’re alive
We gotta live and love not just survive

Bare Hands by Delta Goodrem

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