Breathe In. Now Jump into the Deep

It is worth it

The Edge

The wind is wildly blowing around you. This is the edge of the cliff. Tiny pieces of rock dislodge from the lofty precipice on which you stand and down they go falling for what seems like an eternity. You never quite see when they do stop falling.You gulp. Against every instinct in your body begging you to back away and leave this seemingly insane position, I urge you to jump. That’s right. Jump…

Too often we are over concerned with the details. Sometimes in our search for a perfect plan we slow the process down. We want to go over every single piece of the puzzle and make sure everything aligns perfectly, afraid to take a risk and sometimes we end up being paralyzed by fear in the ‘safe zone’. I’m not saying don’t check your figures to make a calculated decision. What I’m saying is sometimes breathe and take a leap of faith. There is no such thing as a perfect plan.

The safe zone is fine. It is green savanna going on for miles and miles. You can pitch your tent there and live there not bothered for years. You played it safe. You lived safe and you can rest assured you will probably die safe.But for those who climb the mountain which is risk and challenge, the rewards are spectacular . After traversing a myriad of obstacles and reaching the summit, there are few things that feel better than that.

Into the deep

Imagine you are in a fishing trawler hundreds of miles away from shore and suddenly the waves begin to get uneasy; tossing your vessel back and forth with ever increasing violence. Sea water is spilling into the vessel and violent winds are spraying water into your eyes. The Waves suddenly begin to rise higher than your boat; almost daring you to make it out of this alive. It challenges you. It mocks you…

Have you ever seen fishermen worry about a storm at the end of their fishing trip when they have arrived at the shore? Me neither. That same storm however will be a cause for concern if they were far out at sea, miles away from the shore.

In life, there is the deep end and there is the shore. The shore is your comfort zone. It is your safety net. The Shore is where you prop up a reclining chair, lie in it with your favourite song playing in your ear and sit for hours to get a tan.

The Shore is your Chill Zone.

The Deep however, is the complete opposite. It is unpredictable, violent, and takes skill to survive. The deep is where life’s storms start, and where life’s sharks lurk. The Deep is a dangerous place to be but it is also the place worth being. The Deep is your inhibitions and fears. You have to wade through these in order to achieve what you want.

The Deep is your Kill Zone

You have to go into deep water to find the things worth having. You will have to battle the storms of people saying no to you, doors slamming in your face, the feeling of inadequacy if you want to survive in the deep.

When you see a whale at the shore, it is coming to die. Whales do not live in shallow water, they live in the deep. Your dreams won’t be achieved in shallow water; if they are you should revise your targets. I am referring to those goals that scare you and make you wonder, “How can this be?” Those dreams are achieved only by fishing in the Deep. When you want to catch whales, you go to where whales live not where they die. When you want to catch whales, you fish in the Deep.

Into the Storm

So go bravely into the storm for that is where some of your greatest dreams will be achieved. No one achieved anything great lazying away on the shore.

On June 4 1940, Winston Churchill addressed the House of Commons at a time when the Great Britain was under massive threat from Germany. Churchill jumped into the deep and reassured his nation while sending a strong warning to the enemy. He Said:

We shall go on to the end. We shall fight in France, we shall fight on the seas and oceans, we shall fight with growing confidence and growing strength in the air, we shall defend our island, whatever the cost may be. We shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight on the landing grounds, we shall fight in the fields and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills; we shall never surrender, and if, which I do not for a moment believe, this island or a large part of it were subjugated and starving, then our Empire beyond the seas, armed and guarded by the British Fleet, would carry on the struggle, until, in God’s good time, the New World, with all its power and might, steps forth to the rescue and the liberation of the old.

Churchill was willing to put it all out there. To Jump off the Cliff and if they landed somewhere good, then they landed somewhere good. If it ended in tragedy then so be it. He was willing to jump head first into the deep, carrying the entire nation with him. To wrestle with sharks if need be. To brave the fierce waves of the violent storm that was all around him. He had to. He saw a great future for Great Britain. A future that did not involve them surrendering to Germany.

Churchill figured out that there is nothing worth living for on the shore, and that greatness is forged in tough situations. So yes, Jump off that cliff. Jump into the deep.