Look it in the face!

So what is the fear behind taking the steps to dabble? Tonight Mary challenged me with the idea that the fear is because "you don't want to make a mistake!"
So look that in the face...
No. I don't want to make a mistake. I don't want to be a fraud. I don't want to take a risk and I guess I also am afraid I might really have fun and man... what would happen then??? Would the world around me fall apart?
Look it in the face and see that my biggest regret would be to let time go by and not take a chance on something that is calling me. Something that I am yearning for.
Adventure doesn't have to mean a trip. Adventure can be diving into something exciting and new.
Dabbling is a way to get a little taste of things. Things that might evolve, fall away, or lead to the next step.
Fear is there and I am going to look it in the face and then start the steady climb toward freedom and release.
I want to be a tool, I want to use my talents, I want to love what I do, I want to make a difference, and I want to feel fulfilled. I am worth taking a risk on because I am.
That's it... because I am.

What in your life is asking you to "look it in the face?"

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