The other night I had a conversation with an alum about an important decision: “Should I leave my stressful, high-paying job for a lower-paying job that I might love?”
As I listened to her talk it became obvious that she already knew the right decision, but she called me looking for reassurance.
There is no reassurance. There might be temporary relief–akin to taking an Aspirin for a headache–but there is no reassurance.
You need the experience of jumping into the abyss, then realizing you’re okay. Each successive jump gets easier as you become familiar with Fear’s terrain.
“Oh, here’s Fear again; maybe it’s time to jump.”