The More You Think, The Less You’ll Do.

Have you ever stood at the cliff's edge (for cliff-jumping, to be clear), counting time on your fingers, almost ready to take the plunge?

No?

I have.

You’re standing there with blood gushing through your veins and adrenaline seizing control of your entire body. You picture an insane jump with AVICII’s The Nights playing in the backdrop. This is your moment and you’re going to set yourself free. It’s now or never, baby. But instinctively, you step forward and look down. Oops?

Doubt takes over all the excitement and anticipation you built for your peak moment. Suddenly, the cliff is higher and the water seems colder. Your footing on the ground becomes unstable and your heartbeat shoots past the roof. You’re afraid of slipping and falling. Gosh, this is a nightmare now. You’re just standing there, frozen in time with each passing second fueling the doubt in your mind. Maybe this was a bad idea, you think, as the thrill of the experience slowly transitions into the fear of disappointment.

The longer we linger in the state of indecisiveness, the more we lose the motivation to take action.

It’s funny how our mind works. We tell ourselves that we need more time to think but then what once seemed like a clear choice turns into this murky pool of uncertainty. The longer we stay in that pool, the more daunting the whole thing becomes. Our good intentions become demotivating ropes that pull us down.

We get attached to certain ideas — like wanting a perfect answer or being scared of making the wrong choices. These attachments are what make us hesitate. We’re gripping onto the expectations so tightly that we forget how to break out of an infinite loop.

Sometimes, when we ponder upon the consequences of a choice, we gain clarity on which choice makes the most sense for us. But when we’re unable to gain clarity, it’s a stalemate. We create a danger of missed opportunities, or a life unlived.

Regret hurts more than failure. When we decide to walk away from what we once wanted, we end up carrying a bag full of guilt. It feels terrible when we convince ourselves to not take the leap of faith. It’s criminal, almost. A world of opportunities, gone with the wind. Poof!

So next time you’re standing at the edge of the cliff, take a deep breath, slap your bare chest and tell yourself, that it’s going to be alright. Remind yourself that the longer you take to make up your mind, the less you’ll want to do it. And jump!

How was the Rapid!

High Sir!🙌😎

With Josh, 

Nanna🐿️